Deep underground where secrets are fool,
Flowers are ocean blue surrounding water, a starry pool
They've heard wishes and dreams so quiet and serene,
Whispering quotes so quiet and unseen;
They've seen wars and deaths,
They are past, present, and future alike;
If only memories could fly they would've been gone a long time ago;
They've heard secrets and lies and repeat the sayings each time,
They have no beginning or end;
Never ever dead;
A garden of secrets unheard and untold,covered in scars they are getting old;
One day 5 are gone,
Then 4,
Then 3,
Then 2,
Until only 1 was left;
A girl, a child found the blossom and said words of the surface;
The sun, The waters;
Everything had a purpose
The last flower withered and died;
The garden of secrets is gone;
The broken dreams and withered wishes;
Gone;
People grieve and cry,
But do not know that memories never disappear;
The seeds of the past, present, and future lay still dormant;
Serene,
Unseen;
They just need more secrets,
Wishes,
Dreams,
To grow.
Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 5:51 PM UTC