Aesthesia Poems | Examples

Sense and Sensibility

Aesthesia you say, while sense is the moral
Stop signs gone, 
let's go on, 
lets go further
Your heart, in a state of pathetic deprivation
deprived from love, 
from faith, 
two souls in segregation

Did destiny plan this? 
Were we meant to be friends?
Or is it a test for our sincerity, 
to see if it bends?
Never concupiscence it was, 
but rather a happy angel
Pouring tears of joy over two birds
kissing like no strangers

Again, I think with a heart filled with optimism
A new heart, filtered, accepting no criticism
accepting to die and vanish with your death
accepting to cry your tear, 
while giving you a last breath

Dignity, pride, sensibility, 
all crush to the shore
the shore of the love ocean,
letting out the sweetest roar
and positive thoughts all over 
in my dead heart
gives it hope, a sacred hope for a new start 

Slaughter not my dreams, 
for they're yours as well
let us share this life between us,
and on the past not dwell 
and if your heart became solid rock
that ocean of love, would melt it, 
and within me it shall be stuck