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 pot;They have defiled your glory and stained your image
Dear flower pot;They have penetrated and left you void
Dear flower pot;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 pot,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.
Aug 1, 2020
Aug 1, 2020 at 7:06 PM UTC
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 pot;They have defiled your glory and stained your image
Dear flower pot;They have penetrated and left you void
Dear flower pot;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 pot,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?😜
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