"Blind-minded"

Sometimes, I never want to use this brain of mine"

Roses they look purple.

Tree look like shrubs,

Cans turning into bottles,

 How do I recycle?

I mean sometimes, I love to be "blind-minded".

I want to not at all use this brain of mine.

Just to end all frustrations,

Of being what they want, hey, I can't give perfection.

Sees are spelled like this, 

Taliking 'bout one with a swimming fish.

You know the story of everyone's dream,

To make it big but they need smarts.

Hey, life's too short to shot perfection,

Old friend, don't be shy to answer wrong.

Sometimes it's fun to not think because,

At times that's when you realize what you want.

We aim for what they strive for,

Well, how 'bout your own dreams?

Forget about thinking, find what your heart feels!

I guess the hearts seems 100 percent when I'm "blind-minded".

Reviews

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

I like this, i found it interesting and different.

[Jazique]

Nicely done and so true I mean so many of us wish we could just turn off our brains for a second and maybe then just maybe might we hear whats in our hearts and I sure know mine is saying get sleep, continue to draw, and happiness in someone else. You right and this was a good poem which in itself looked like you might have to think or at least make us. Any ways well done.

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

I can relate to you so much...
Even I don't like to use my brain all the time!

[Dahlia Phoenix]

Simply awesome. Very detailed and flamboyant.

[Chris]

I like you... cause I can.

[HeIsWe]

This is neat, I like it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Jeremy Baker]

I think I know what you are getting at here - well thought out.

[Raven Starhawk]

This poem is full of life and love for the simple things. I love how you illustrated this with majestic words that flow like silk.