Million goals set in store
To win your heart back once more
Raise my stock, my self esteem
Never enough, it sadly seems

It's time now...
I know why... But how?
Not to get over it as they say,
but rather accept it. Find a new way

Try utilizing meter and form
Stanzas that can be adored
Not necessarily rhyming
Though at least include some pacing
Prose riding rhythm
Consider a little alliteration
Free verse certainly has merit
But too often excuses ****.
Give us not what is convenient,
But that which is brilliant.

Always,
One unwilling to partake in your portentous ****

Hello, such a small but powerful word, it's greatly preferred, putting smiles on faces and gets the spirit stirred.

But in our hectic lives, moving fast, moving slow, always on the go and traveling solo. We forget about a simple Hello.

Although hello is below the super ego. To them it's absurd and starting to become a ghost word.

Now have we become drones, we keep our faces buried in cellphones. Are we programmable clones, believing they make us all about ology, while blinding us with technology.

So wether novice or pro even if you have a super ego, it's good to bestow because it don't bring about woe and it can make faces glow. Plus,blessings could overflow, just from a simple HELLO.

I was admiring a lovely flower it was inspiring because of it's elegant power, it's magnificent design and this is how it was defined in my mind.

Such a lovely flower, born of a beautiful but harsh planet, to be empowered not taken for granted.

A gorgeous Rose splendidly clothed, wonderful wit, bright, sun lit, just plane exquisite.

Decendent of a special seed, envied by haughty weeds, only out to do ***** deeds. By putting on a false face in an attempt to envade your space because your very essence they want to erase and take your place.

They see your physique, slender, sleek then notice you're meek, so they think you're weak, so to speak.

But through the rain, through the storms even as the buggers swarm they wonder how you are able to remain such a gracious art form.

When in full bloom you light up the entire room and take away the gloom making the weeds fume because they can only assume.

As your wonderful shades cascade, I must concur they are all different but beautiful colors.

While styling and profiling it's amazing how you keep 'em smiling and the way you react, not with unkindness but with tact, I'd say you're quite abstract.

Which makes the haughty weeds scoff saying you're a bit of a show off. Nevertheless in your glamorous dress you're just picturesque.

And that's without a doubt but wait a minute. Just who are what am I writing about?