Making unwise choices
Following blind guides
Leads to securing
Path of broken dreams
Do not remain there
Turn around, go back
Gather scattered pieces
To recreate your dreams
Syllabic Verse
Dead End
Tag: wrong choices
Tears of Regret
Above,
Soft voice speaks:
“Saint, why are you crying?”
“My heart has been wounded today
I’m hurt”
I say.
“Ah, tis so I see”
Says He from high above.
“Why is your armor in your closet
Today?”
“Forgot”
I reply shamefully,
Hanging my head in woe.
“I was in a hurry and had places
To go”.
“I see”
Says He from high,
“ Your mind and body was
Unprotected from the enemy’s wiles
And so,
He had
Access to harm
You. Dear Saint always be
Aware and your armor to wear
Each day”
Crown Cinquain/Dialogue
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 