any picture comes to my mind, i try to give it a body of words, love to sit on other blooms, for honey, color, fragrance........
Thursday, 31 July 2014
CHARLIE BIT MY FINGER
AGAIN
Eyes glued to “Charlie bit my
finger again”
Eyes glued to “Charlie bit my finger again”
The moral is one’s joy is another’s pain
The moral is one’s joy is another’s pain
Charlie glued moral to my finger
Eyes again bit one’s joy, another’s pain
The little elder brother is nameless
The little elder brother is nameless
He is to endure the bite smilingly
He is to endure the bite smilingly
To endure the little brother is the bite
Nameless is the elder smilingly
One giggles and the other shouts “It hurts”
One giggles and the other shouts “It hurts”
Unseen is the photographer parent
Unseen is the photographer parent
The parent giggles unseen and it hurts
The other one, photographer shouts
My moral finger glued joy to pain
Charlie the little one giggles again
The parent is smilingly unseen
To the photographer pain is joy
Eyes endure nameless bite
It hurts it hurts it hurts……..
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