The Toy

The crying kid repeats

And repeats

His innocent demand,

Just to stop

Tears,

Simply

‘’A Gun and Knife ‘’.

Oh

His parents

Nothing hears of

Kid’s tears or

His simple demand

They are watching

.. So busy

With an action movie on TV

Crystal Roses

Upon these words escape with me

And brandish swords of past

Escape the soul with lonesome plea

Proclaim enchantment never lasts

A tear resides beside the stage

The harbinger of players

Contemplate as every sage

Like Byron wrote in prayers

In the snowy evening time

Frosted smiles still breathe

Smell the lily crystallized

Alabaster’s ivory,

Love resides within the lair

Like sections cut in fourths

Dance in moonlight fainted Claire

Veiled eyes behind hold remorse,

Tears and smiles are passion’s cry

Wilted rose’s fragrance torn

Torrents, gales inside the eyes

Scarlet lips lamented storm.

Caroline Morphew is so talented and God's own gifted poet .She composed this poem thinking that If we were flowers the petals would represent our different parts.Thank you my dear friend Caro for blessing my blog with your magical poem .Her page on facebook