Finesse Poem by Lionara S.t.m.o.l

Sadness, compassion, concern
Put the veil on eyes my lady
To not see the tears flowing
even fight the fear

I want you to show me strong
I do not want pity. To feel me small!
Show finesse for my children
To be pattern my lap

Forgetting anger, rage and malice
Black clouds in celestial corner
They show the way of solitude
Bile to not embitter another generation

On the rails of mind, crazy train
A thought bitter, seeks Station
As buffalo in lake, immersed mind
Sculpts wax to shorten vacuum

A spark is enough, in life's minute