Picking petals
May
May
Sep 30, 2014

Picking petals
like you picked apart
my heart.
each piece drifts
slowly
to the ground
You loved me,
you love me not.

Petal by petal.
Piece by piece.
Till nothing's left
but a vacant stem,
an empty vessel.
Left to wither away
never can be whole again,
can't get back what's been taken.
You loved me.
You love me not.

I envy the flower,
for while it dies
after being picked and torn
to peices.
I survive,
these injuries won't kill me
but I'll never be the same.
so i'll continue picking petals
You loved me.
You love me not.

#love   #heart   #break   #flower   #unrequited   #petals   #wither   #picking  
Mike Hauser
Mike Hauser
Mar 13, 2013

I started out this morning

Not intending to write a trilogy

One subject that I failed to pick

Is right in front of me

Keeping the air waves free of debris

Is why I dig so deep

It's better to pick what's between my eyes

Than what's behind between my cheeks

Cherry picking.
Bateman-Ezra
Bateman-Ezra
Dec 28, 2014      Dec 30, 2014

Kings v. Paupers and juries advising judiciaries
on customs and common practice.

The natural state of things
being inferred, drawn, and quartered into a variety of torts.

Halls of justice ring with well worn words,
rippling into a ponderous chain of reference.

From the feeble precipice of knowledge and certainty,
sowers push seeds into fallowed fields, hallowed and heeled.

Up come saplings from all their fracking, their gewgawed trappings,
and twisting the pernicular into trump cards.

All this activity: mere chimera.
Cherry picking.

x-kid
x-kid
Jan 10

No one human can fully understand another, but it's the ones who, despite knowing this fact, carry on trying to get as close an understanding as they can that we need to identify and keep close to us, always.

- XK

#love   #depression   #life   #heart   #sadness   #death   #lust   #flowers   #thoughts   #you  
Asad Syed
Jan 4, 2014

drunk on dandelion milk:
this dragon-fly, cotton-cloud haze
dulls my ears to each petal's cry
as I seek a flower's counsel in love.

Lewis-Hugo
Lewis-Hugo
Feb 5, 2014

As her Majesty lays excitedly crumpled
in my pocket, I dance down the street
amidst rubber masks and credit cards,
hoping that I will find you between the
shadows, the pantomime villain I have
come to love.

Mike Hauser
Mike Hauser
Oct 21, 2013      Oct 23, 2013

She loves to spend her time

Far off from the light

Where she can clearly see

To pick stars from the sky

Puts them in her basket

Where she takes them home

Pastes them on her ceiling

Making constellations of her own

Kalypso
Kalypso
Nov 4, 2014      Nov 5, 2014

Your heart was hidden behind petals

He loves me
He loves me not

And as I plucked each velvet fortune

He loves me
He loves me not

I found your love becoming clearer and clearer

He loves me
He loves me not

And I knew
I would never have to
pick at petals
again

He loves me

 
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