My stem has grown bent and ugly
And my petals have holes
From diseased bugs that have nibbled on my precious silk
My leaves are dry and tinted yellow
And my pollen is putrid and stale
---
I watch the other flowers grow green and tall around me
Their blooms burst and **** the eye with colour
Passersby stand still
Mesmorized by the utter beauty of my poison friends
They pick and pick and pick at them
Their petals full
Their pollen intoxicating every hand that touched them
Yet I stood bent
Still rooted and hoping to be plucked
But they spit on me
And the other flowers laughed
I was useless in their world
---
So I wilted faster and knelt closer to the ground
I slowly fell
Each piece of my body decayed and went back to the ground
And I sprung up weeks later
Among all the perfect blooms
---
I was reborn a ****
Much bigger than the pretties beside me
Yet they still laughed
So I grew
And I ate their sun
And I breathed in all their air
Now they're wilting faster than I ever did
They'll soon be gone
And i'll be the only one left
But I guess it doesn't matter anyway
They still pass by without even a glance
It seems it was all in vain
Because I'm wilting
again
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 12:24 AM UTC
My stem has grown bent and ugly
And my petals have holes
From diseased bugs that have nibbled on my precious silk
My leaves are dry and tinted yellow
And my pollen is putrid and stale
---
I watch the other flowers grow green and tall around me
Their blooms burst and **** the eye with colour
Passersby stand still
Mesmorized by the utter beauty of my poison friends
They pick and pick and pick at them
Their petals full
Their pollen intoxicating every hand that touched them
Yet I stood bent
Still rooted and hoping to be plucked
But they spit on me
And the other flowers laughed
I was useless in their world
---
So I wilted faster and knelt closer to the ground
I slowly fell
Each piece of my body decayed and went back to the ground
And I sprung up weeks later
Among all the perfect blooms
---
I was reborn a ****
Much bigger than the pretties beside me
Yet they still laughed
So I grew
And I ate their sun
And I breathed in all their air
Now they're wilting faster than I ever did
They'll soon be gone
And i'll be the only one left
But I guess it doesn't matter anyway
They still pass by without even a glance
It seems it was all in vain
Because I'm wilting
again
Christopher Zaghi 2014
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