Lilium,
Ah, you fascinating flower, an old gardener who still looks after his duty, mumbled to himself in awe of the stargazer and spider lilies,
They seem so majestic, yet innocent to the extent of a wounderous aura sent by their gentle yet stinging smell, spreading across the room
He said to himself that maybe,  if they are as beautiful and heavenly as he thought,their taste should be beyond reasoning goodness, sweet
Just one bite later, the taste engaging in his old mouth has caused him to become numb, confused and with an irrigular heart rate, paralised.
Oh such an intent, to punish all those who dare to bring ruin to their glory by eating them, trying their taste with death ? Truly murderous.
Seeping through his body before slowly draining his poor life force, the fate of an unknowing man who had become the vessel of great unfolding fury of a flower which seemed to be so kind before hand.
A treasure is alike a flower, the gift of life resembling its beauty and hournour, growing proud until the sweet poison of death overtakes it
When I knew the meaning of eternity you were no longer there, Darling

~ Umi

I saw you in a sunny day,
Your eyes are bright as May,
You brought me my spring,
Ended my heart’s wind,
You brought me to life, you healed my heart,
You didn’t let the devil to reoccupy my mind.

Lowdown storm on horizon,
Bringing odious poison,
I am full with dreadful notion,
That taking its brutal action,
Break my chains; release my soul,
Save my spring that I live for.

a poem
     is like poison

when you read them
     its more like
        being stabbed in the heart
            by a
                sharp,
                    poisonous,
                        knife

Well I'm so used to melancholy,
don't know how to pause it

It wraps itself around me,
feels like I'm sipping poison

My hands been dealt, don't love myself,
well I guess I have no choice then

Time moved on it left me lost,
I'm yet to catch my moment

Can't seem to  join the rat race,
still feeling like a rodent

Inhibitions hold me back,
can't seem to knock my walls down

My day will come, hold me to that
let's see what date it falls on

"Stop dangerously playing at philosophy
Stop acting like you have what it takes to be scholarly
You can't even speak properly
You untiringly, and sloppily, try to come up with snobbery
Your diabolical propensity, this fakery
Is just an attempt to associate yourself with roguery
You should put on the masquerade of frivolity
Be all gossipy. Try being frisky. For once, become the life of a party
So that you fit in nicely. Because that's the body's main vitality
Sincerely,
Society                                                                                                 "

Its painful huh? The pain you felt after you got cheated on. The pain you felt after you got lied to. But what hurt more, was the fact that you decided to go back after what he did. What hurt more was the fact that those words replayed in your mind and each time over and over again it became more painful and it didn’t change the way it made you feel. But you still went back. Because even after he warned you not to fall in love with him, you still did. Because even though he cheated on you and did the same thing to girls that he did to you, he still “Knew how to treat you”. And it sad cause at the end of the day you still went back and the same result would be expected. But you never got used to the feeling. Cause you actually felt the heartbreak. And you felt the way your heart broke into a million pieces. You only wanted to see the good in him but you didn’t. You couldn't bring out the good in him either. But everyone around you warned you about him and you only kept poisoning yourself by going back. He was the venom to your veins that even though it was killing you, you didn’t do anything to **** it out. You let it **** you by staying thinking it was love. But it had felt as if you hated yourself more than you loved yourself.

Loving the wrong person
can be poisonous.
And I drank every drop.