#buttercups
I sat along the golden leaves of chinars
Autumn working like a zinner....
The nest lay unlatched ,
The stars above uncatched..
The spectre of winter embezzle every Hope of spring...
The snow puffs primed to Hug the buttercups .....
The Heart ablazed with the thoughts of death,
When the spring accompanying Autumn !!!!
When I "ll be laid in the bottom ....
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 9:07 PM UTC
Golden hues light up the day
Violet tones at night
Roses scent fills up the air
You can find them without sight
Blue for bells not ringing
Yellow signs of spring
But still the air is scented
By the Rose, the floral King.
Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 5:22 PM UTC
I gave her flowers
A symbol of true love
Purple like her bruised knees
They were
Violets
He gave me flowers
To show his immaturity
Yellow like his hair
They were
Buttercups
We picked flowers
Made wishes
Blew seeds into the sky
Lawns covered in wildflowers
Yellow
Like the sunshine
They were
Dandelions
I picked flowers
For 24 years
Waiting for you to think of me
Pink and white
Like a fragile heart
They were
White clover
Jan 25, 2018
Jan 25, 2018 at 3:30 AM UTC
The clock was running and the hour was late
my mind was racing at a crazy rate
the traffic on the road was oh so dense
big trucks roared by, their drivers were tense.
My troubled mind was blue but I looked up
and saw a sprinkled wealth of buttercup.
And then I knew that even in delay
the fate awaiting later in the day
would not be something that I had to fight
for I’d remember then this splendid sight .
Along the way bluebonnets were ablaze
swaying in the wind and giving praise.
If on my path misfortune should I cross
when I encounter pain and suffer loss
I hope I can recall the glory of this drive
give thanks and praise that I too am alive.
I hope that on my journey I’ll look up
and see the sprinkled wealth of buttercup.
Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 3:17 PM UTC