Have you ever stumbled upon a flower,
next to her, you were seated;
a gaze you never gave,
and time passed by just like that.
She didn't bloom as you expected her to be,
shining under the sun's rays,
a bud that didn't open -- yet
existing yet not appealing -- she was just about to bloom.
Have you ever stumbled upon a flower,
as the sun was setting, you stood up;
"please wait," she was begging
yet you never loved her so you left.
The shy flower, yes it's tiny
no one would pick her, no one was there;
twenty feet, her perfume travelled;
it was her time to flourish at night.
You never loved that flower,
neither picked her petals nor sniffed its scent;
she ended up saying "I love you,"
with lost worth, is she the unlucky one?
She was a tender perennial, you unlucky one.
Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 3:21 AM UTC
Have you ever stumbled upon a flower,
next to her, you were seated;
a gaze you never gave,
and time passed by just like that.
She didn't bloom as you expected her to be,
shining under the sun's rays,
a bud that didn't open -- yet
existing yet not appealing -- she was just about to bloom.
Have you ever stumbled upon a flower,
as the sun was setting, you stood up;
"please wait," she was begging
yet you never loved her so you left.
The shy flower, yes it's tiny
no one would pick her, no one was there;
twenty feet, her perfume travelled;
it was her time to flourish at night.
You never loved that flower,
neither picked her petals nor sniffed its scent;
she ended up saying "I love you,"
with lost worth, is she the unlucky one?
She was a tender perennial, you unlucky one.
Tender perennial: They take a little extra work, but they are worth the effort.
