Young, Wild and Free

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Young, Wild and Free

When the rain poured, we were running
Our laughters were on crisp
And when I look into their eyes
I saw what youth had driven us

We were chained by hearts
Constantly flying beyond the horizon of norms
Flooded by unfulfilled dreams
We were loud, we were bestfriends

There is unknown sheltering love
A devout someone that look after
Our youth intertwined with each other
When we laugh, we don't care

We broke the night with our undefined minds
Smoking and drinking in the dusk
Forgetting the world is a must!
Inseparable, young, wild and free

Dancing with the rain
Just then I realized that the cold air is warm
Like the scorching bond of our fate
The rampage of our youth!
Will forever be known.

Comments

Crezyl (author) from Philippines on December 16, 2019:

Hello ms Dora, thank you for reading my work ❤

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on December 16, 2019:

Beautiful poetry. "Chained by hearts" is such a powerful imagery when we look back at youthful associations. Good read!

Crezyl (author) from Philippines on December 13, 2019:

Manatita! Hahahaha ❤

Crezyl (author) from Philippines on December 13, 2019:

It's my pleasure Elijah. My best friends/childhood friends actually we're married and I was left alone. I am with new sets of friends from senior high until now and I am thankful that they have loved me as much I loved them. Thank you for your comment Elijah ❤

manatita44 from london on December 13, 2019:

Yes, I realised you meant must. it's fine!

Elijah A Alexander Jr from Washington, DC USA on December 13, 2019:

That brought me back to what sometimes look like forever ago when I was young and care free, but I've never had anyone I have called best friend. Yet there are memories with different friends different aspects of your poem reminded me of. Thanks for refreshing my memories.

Crezyl (author) from Philippines on December 11, 2019:

Hi Pamela. Thank you for reading and understanding it❤ my pleasure!

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on December 11, 2019:

The memories of a wild youth will be remembered as you age. I had to think about this poem for a few minutes, then I think I understood.

Crezyl (author) from Philippines on December 11, 2019:

Manatita, I am overly overwhelmed by your words. Thank you so much, I can't help but smile and think while reading. It is just so happened that the word is "must", it just popped out in my mind. It just feels like I have to write that. The words are just flowing in my mind that I don't even think of what it's real meaning. God bless Manatita! I'll take it by heart.

manatita44 from london on December 11, 2019:

I forgot to add that this is one of my favourite pieces. Nothing 'scattered' about it, for me.

manatita44 from london on December 11, 2019:

Now that Audrey Howett has taken a rest, you are like a new fragrance ... a shimmering light on the horizon.

You have captured the title magnificently!

Just one thing. Did you mean 'must' or musk? Musk would add more meaning to the piece, especially if you called it a 'temporary' musk.

4th stanza.

Crezyl (author) from Philippines on December 10, 2019:

I believe that too Brenda haha.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on December 10, 2019:

Crezyl..

Nah...i think it is fine.