Sarai Virden Poet Quatrain

Drink From My Cup

Drink from my cup
The decadence you think you'll find
Sip it slow for you may be struck
By bittersweet swallows over time

The warmth of tea and tender heart
Drink my wells last droplet
Common vessel misses the mark
Liquid tender flows from goblets

Be wise when outer beauty imparted
For chalice is viewed in tints of scarlet
Though pure in heart and feigns erotic
Finds kindness mistaken for harlot

So as fancy as my cup though foreign 
As sweet my drink may taste
Take each sip in meager portion
For poisonous honey hides in haste

Will you drink from my cup
My true and Holy Grail
Stand dazed and thunderstruck 
Of all my accomplishments and where I've failed

Beware desire to reconstruct 
Or judge what dwells in the mug of another
First walk in their shoes and drink from their cup
For there are annals untold to discover

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Paul Callus March 2, 2014 at 12:44 PM I will drink from your cup...anytime. Beautiful poem...and such a good ending.//paul

Wayland Bunch December 11, 2013 at 5:57 AM Nice poem indeed, with a solid message. Sarai Virden December 11, 2013 at 11:19 AM Your visit and comment is much appreciated Wayland. Thank you.

Poet Tacito December 2, 2013 at 10:05 AM Got that right. Absoultely! Do not walk in my shoes until your heart knows you're going to fit in them. Excellent declaration! Sarai Virden December 3, 2013 at 3:06 AM Thank you my friend!

Arthur Vaso December 1, 2013 at 10:18 PM What a beautiful poem! Loved it Sarai Virden December 3, 2013 at 3:04 AM Thank you for stopping by Arthur, I appreciate knowing it moved you.