BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS OF LOVE

Soft flowers are lined

From the doorway to the bed

Bowing to the new

Madam of the temporary

Bed who looks like an angel

II

She blushes in white;

White as pure as snow for all

To know that she is

The luck filled being in motion

She is filled with emotions

III

She smiles wide like the

Morning sun coming from the

Closed doors of darkness

As the dawn of the moment

Weeps tears of hurt blood in shame

IV
She steps, smile fades, aw!

Heads turn, then fake smile appears

To cover the shame

Of deceit. She continues

the charade through pains of thorns

V

Sad, none sees, none feels

All eyes are popping, wanting

To be on her bed

Due to the jealous trap she

Set before her step, it hurts

VI

Her feelings of pain,

Stifling the tears within  her

Tears which go not up

Nor down, its salt draining her

Will, leading her to turn bones

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014