My heart is my castle
And the sweetest nestle
For a bird which won't fly away
For no reason, some fine day
Won't peck up all my love grain
Something for me will also remain
So I could sow corn of happiness
Could alight calmy in my nest
I would weed our garden
From sorrow not to harden
Affection must be watered from time to time
With caress, because lack of it, is a crime
I would plow our full of whispers field
In order to harvest the love rich yield




Is that a good material for a song? Put this text through? Because as you see, it's unfinished.
Hmm I'm not native speaker of English... and I don't know the Anglo-Saxon at all. As I mentioned above. I've used so simply rhymes. Is that acceptable in English Poetry/Songwriting?