Member Poem

By KENJ

The mug
On thy ears iron irony words may fall
No control upon the tongue is so cruel
At the tip or still on mind in production
Keep the thoughts till weight its function
Listen to the heart and imagine yourself
Such words or statements to you to be said
To break is not a big deal but to be aware of
Yesterday's lightless night got Man to see nothing
Lots of jars may have been broken while moving
But their place, empty not to leave
To fix or to discuss what was uttered is in vain
A broken glass needs to melt and reform again
A new start like yesterday gets the affairs to shrink
Believe, relations can grow much bigger with care
Thus the new mug looked gorgeous more than ever
MHk