The child, dormant inside~

Wants to be~
Pampered
Nourished

By~
Simplicity
Spontaneity

And­
Ice cream
Chocolates

With~
Careless singing
Freestyle dancing

And little bit of~
Innocence
Ignorance

Let's~
Demand
Command

This from~
The God
The Divinity...

**As we are the beloved children of The God

For My angels

         F.                 N
      T.    O.           I.   M
    R.        R.      R.        Y
  A.            E.  E.       ­     H
P.                 V.                  E
R         Memmorie.       A
  E          Clayton.          R
     V      Warren.        T
       E.                       W
         N.                  E
              L.         W
                  L.  I


    Sent.                            For
             From.      Above
Me.                  To.             Love
A.                                     Gift
   To.                               Lift
     My.                        Heart
      Loved                 From
          The.             Start
               My.        Soul
                     Now
                       W
                        H
                        O
                        L
                        E

Mind’s clogged up.

And the paper thirsts
for verse and rhyme.

Nib’s asleep
and the ink’s blotchy...

I am bloated
with haphazard thoughts,
but I’m purging...

a few words at a time.