A Hat on My Head: Poem

 A hat on my head

Keeps me warm. 

With the hat on my head,

I am a little bit taller.

With a hat on my head,

I feel a little bit grown up.

With a hat on my head,

Would I be a little bit old fashioned?

With a hat on my head,

I acknowledge the elegancy,

A little bit sophisticated.

With the hat on my head,

I am protected and shielded,

From the rattle of wind and rain.

With a hat on my head,

I am tied to strangeness of secrecy,

And a little bit unexplained mystery.

When I wear my hat on my head,

I am refining my natural earthy

Simplicity, and a little bit of naivety.

When I have my hat on the head,

I am a different person:

Very confident, between us two,

I am study and learning my face, -

"Who Am I,

When I have my hat on my head?"

I treasure my thoughts

Under the shell, under one dome -

Entire world of undiscovered

Humanity and femininity.

When I wear my hat on my head,

I am a little bit stronger,

Sharper and hard-minded,

I have my hat on my head,

I feel a little bit medieval,

Nobel, precious, and ideal -

Queenly generous,

And a little bit gorgeous,

Also, sensitive and giving.

"I wear a world on my neck -

Come, take a look!"

I need more than a shoulder,

To keep my head up.

I need more than a hat,

To keep my head right;

Complexity of an opportunity,

Chaos of unfinished symphony,

Dynamics of tropical rain,

Rattle of waterfall,

And the thumb of your hand.

A little bit of anatomical chemicals

Embracing my brain and mind,

Highlighting my eyes and mouth.

I wear my hat on the head,

Highlighting me,

Carrying my aura of the materialistic hat

As a crown above;

The wreath of success -

Just one flower will make

Fairy-like flower-head wreath

To comeback in my past,

A little bit of the catching the dream,

When I wear my hat on my head.

We all going to die,

But I got a cycling helmet,

The same as four hundred years ago -

A boarder from you,

A separation from you and me.

I am wearing my helmet hat,

A little bit of vintage Jello mold,

A topper and lid,

Sweet as chocolate cake

To style and shape me,

Because I cover my head with a hat.

Tomshinsky@2024