If I Compare You to a Stone

a poem by Christuraj Alex

If I say, you are more a stone than a flower,
Will you, allow me to live peacefully ever?

Yet, dear, it’s clear stones possess crystal tough texture,
Do flowers own a sturdy crystalline structure?

Does a flower face all atmospheric pressures?
Stones do steadily with altering atmospheres.

A flower, by nature, is often tender, soft,
A stone, though hard, has a tender sculptural heart.

Though a flower has color it soon fades away,
The charming colors of stones, with them, always stay.

The precious stones are priceless; you very well know,
Is any flower placed in such a revered row?

Now I say, you are more a stone than a flower,
Will you not leave me to live peacefully ever?