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.

See Holmes
See Holmes
Jun 16, 2013      Jun 17, 2013

"I'm sure we were meant
to grow this uneven,
a seesaw of sorts
with me down
below
ever crawling up."

We can love like this...

"I'm sure we were meant
to love and to lose,
a flash of something
beautiful and
noteworthy only
because of its extinction."

I shouldn't hold on to you so...

but dammit,
I'm still calling
you mine.

(seeing you hold on to him,
it's time to let go)
Lauren Ashley
Lauren Ashley
Apr 8, 2011

she placed her fingers upon the seed of distrust
so distraught was her own intoxicated mind
he didn't find her beautiful, he loved her not
he wasn't there to define her boundary lines
she placed her hand around the bottle's curves
hope put in a better place that satisfaction finds
knowledge that someone would find her beautiful
knowing that someone would love her at least for tonight

ryan
ryan
Oct 30, 2014

It cradles between your cupped
Palms, a big red strawberry
That pours its thick syrupy juice
Over knots in tongues
After whispering tales of birds;
It strains between every pause
Before it gets to scream and
Stutter your syllables to whatever
Fleeting, uncaring wind drifts past
It's red pulsing lips that stretch
Its fingers out to grope at the feeling
That recedes to memory when you
Have to go.

 
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