The flower *** looks pale and dry today The summer breeze hasn't really been friendly Each petal from within its shell drops gallantly like a fallen hero Even the fragrance has fled the air
The cracks around you is intriguing It tells a story we can never relate with Even as we watch you sit in gloom Every scratch unintentionally placed Each wound a hurt to remember
Dear flower *** Who hurt you this bad? Who tampered with your beauty? And undermined your fragility A pain so deep, worn and paraded with scars
Dear flower *** How tender the memories of your making How Terrible the length of your days Each passing age comes and goes fearfully What can we do but sit and watch you tearfully
Dear flower ***;They have defiled your glory and stained your image Dear flower ***;They have penetrated and left you void Dear flower ***;They have shamed you and kept you soiled But who shall we point the accusing fingers to? If not the enemies of your beauty and pride
But dear flower ***,the deed is done The damage is open for all to see No one will look your way again No one will fight to possess you There's no remedy to your pain And No answer to your unending prayers. So goodbye dear flower *** The trash awaits you even though it hurts.
There lies a hidden message within this piece....only the sharp ones can figure it out. The flower *** actually describes something else in this context. Can you figure it out?😜