They who have lived
so carefully all their lives
will never know what it feels like
to have summer running wild
in your blood
and they will never speak
the language of the wildflowers
blooming in your soul.
To the prejudiced eye
a feral heart
is something far from exquisite
and the wondrous call of chaos
is just another cry to be tamed.
So don’t surrender your reins
to the ignorant
darling
I know freedom too can be
a heavy burden to carry
but in the end it will be
all that makes you beautiful.
By: Tanya
Images: Pinterest
Soul Symphonies 
Perfect! I loved reading this! ❤
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So very happy to know you liked it. 🙂
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I remember having summer running wild in my blood. Every now and then, I steal a moment to look at it and smile. Great poem! 🙂
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I know, I know. I can tell by your words, they’re wild fire. Keep feeding your wildness MJ. And thank you for reading. 🙂
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Thank you for your writing, Zen! 😃
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Beautiful.
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Thank you, Uncle. Hope you’re well. Going to drop by your page soon. 🙂
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Thanks for following.Love you.
God Bless.
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I feel it now, even though it’s cold and raining outside! Great piece!
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Hold on to that feeling. I’m clinging on to it too. Thank you for reading. So glad you liked it. 🙂
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That’s really good
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Thank you, Jeff. Glad to know you liked it. 🙂
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Indeed so, and delightfully expressed,
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Thank you and I hope you’re well. Been a while. 🙂
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Smiles. I am well. I hope you also.
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All well. Enjoying summer while it lasts. 🙂
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Smiles. One enjoys everything while it lasts.
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Oh, I love this! Yes, am determined that that day will come for me 😉
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Oh I’m sure it’s already here. It’s a matter of convincing yourself. 🙂
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I am so glad you’re back. This was beautiful, and it was so heartening and made me smile when I saw you commenting on my blog. 🙂
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It’s something I wrote a while back, it was titled ‘The Untaming Of The Shrew’ on my laptop. Thought that would be too dramatic for a comeback. 🙂 Always good to read you, WC.
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I like the picture you used, and I enjoyed these post.
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Thank you Esther, glad you did. 🙂
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My wildness years did much to make me a poet, and strangely enough, the “un-wild years contributed. Now I’m old enough to be wild again!
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I think the un-wild time is necessary, how else would we appreciate the wild. Thank you for stopping by, I’ll be sure to check out more of your writing. 🙂
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Ah, to be like a wildflower, indeed! Unique and beautifully written. 💐 🌷 🌹
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Tanya, first of all beautiful poem. Second, you’re WP vacation is up. starting to dock your pay 😛
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Speechless . A free spirit .
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Thank you for stopping by, Nishabd!
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Sure. Your poetries are like late recitals in company of whiskey on the rocks.
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Nothing quite like whiskey and words. This is truly a compliment! Thank you, N. 😊
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Welcome. Keep writing lady.
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