Sweet Child Oh Mine Poem by Kamal Prashar

O stay this child of heaven
Like old crumbs and coins of Caesar
Tucked in the cushions of my couch
And the stack of ice in the freezer

Quit hiding so hard on me
Stay in closet of my mindless heart
For in the darkest of my hours
Life plays cool and memories depart

As a cloud stored in the deepest of skies
But no dreams n' screams of death n' fall
The words of focus never stroll together
For a scroll of the massive 'Big Great Wall'

Teaching me the two words of life
The verbal 'beauty' and 'innocence' tied
The lesson as true as love she says
'Means of Innocence is Beauty Personified'