They came together in love,
chrystallised genes.
They did not know,
that a baby might grow
from that intimate night
where passions fuelled without a fight.
Duality emerged so desperate,
two histories separate.
A child had began to form,
so different from the norm.
From humans, two of a kind,
with shared, brilliant mind.
Their bodies created something,
a person not a nothing.
Ten tiny toes and feet,
struggling to compete,
in that wilderness of places,
called earth, full of empty spaces.
Perhaps they should not have done it,
their child may not have wanted it.
If only they had known
what they both had sown,
for their need to be in the future
for their need to create culture.
Chrystallised genes,
selfishly they leaned.
Chrystallized is a misspelling; perhaps it is deliberate as it serves its purpose of grabbing attention...Yes, indeed, lovers are often selfish and short sighted; they don't foresee the consequences of their actions..
I like the name. Nice little poem to read with its shifting rhyme scheme and simple words. Not my type exactly but Im sure a lot of people could enjoy this one.
Love, passion and intimacy.........................................yielding something, something not really wanted. Yet, that is how the world is formed. Nice way to squeeze it in a poem. Well done, Susie!
It is natural for two to come together with passion to create a future. Its an excellent thing. Great thought drwan fron deep mind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a sweet melody of child birth.... a bit funny too