Language without
poems
is like
garden
without flowers.

Flowers add beauty to the garden,
likewise,
Poems add beauty to the language.

Flowers do not compete with each other in their prime seasons.
They just bloom.
I am a flower.
Flowers do not hate the color on their petals.
They just soak up the sun.
I am a flower.
Flowers do not hide themselves from the world.
They just bloom.
*I am a ******* flower.

I'm just like a flower.
Except all of my petals have fallen off.
And now I'm just thorns.

An old man knocked on my door and gave me flowers
He said "darling keep these forever" and he walked away.
So I sat and wondered about the death of these flowers I was told to keep forever
And I put them in a vase and slept.
When I awoke I was an old woman with a house made entirely out of roses
With the old man sitting next to me.
"I see you got the roses.
The ones I always meant to give you when I first saw you."
I could see in his eyes that I'd always loved him.
And that we were young.

she is
a pretty little flower
but beware
of the poison
that runs deep
in her roots.