Life in the concrete jungle So busy So cluttered Streets and cars and flashing lights The chaos makes my head throb Walking down the bustling street Something in me begs for a slow stroll I push the urge back down It’s not appropriate here As the workers pace by me Quickly approaching their destinations I think about a future like that And feel disgusted Though it’s not right Though it’s not acceptable I need something different One step in a new direction Strolling where the path is not paved I feel a sense of peace Though others say no I say yes And continue In the distance I see a pop of color Before my brain can even process My feet move towards it A flower The most gorgeous being I had ever seen Delicate petals gracefully moving in the breeze Its sweet smell filled my senses with delight Something about this flower drew me in Nothing else mattered but this flower Not the angry businessmen Not the opinions of others Just this flower For the first time in forever I felt true peace Once my eyes finally tore away from the exquisite flower I saw in the distance Lots of flowers like this one In a lush green field I raced towards this field I tumbled into the soft grass In the company of the flowers My smile grew on my face A laugh escaped my lips I didn’t need to go back to the city I didn’t need to pace through the streets Looking for some office job I was where I belonged I could stay in the flower field forever How amazing! Though some would call me silly Though some would say I would find my place in the city eventually I wouldn’t listen I couldn’t care I loved the flowers And the flowers loved me I was home at last
hi sorry for that little hiatus I misplaced my brain and my creative inspiration
this is a fun game called Spot the Meaning in the Weird Abstract Metaphor