#flowering
brugmansia arms
the sweetest of holds
golden and guiding
bringing me home to peaceful slumber
yet as I rest
as my mind is soothed
as the flower blooms
my heart is poisoned
ever slowly, barely real
brugmansia arms
a fatal trap
slow and unforgiving
infecting me with your malice
Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 2:24 PM UTC
I love you, even though at times you are the **** in my garden.
Aug 21, 2020
Aug 21, 2020 at 8:15 AM UTC
taste the bitterness upon flowering
buds, it’s a bliss known only
to those who can bite the dark
and see the beauty within it.
May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 5:38 PM UTC
Mountain flower ,
She kept on flowering,
She gave the green grass utmost flowering,
She kept on flowering
Onto the rocks of the mountain
She grew and glowed
Away from the shades of darkness
She ran and rest at the shades of light.
With the rock ahead , she turned,
With the baking sun
She longed for the cool shade
under the vine ,climbing on another vine.
She ogled like a seductive goddess ,
Like boiling water she kept boiling.
Mountain flower.
Dec 26, 2018
Dec 26, 2018 at 4:14 PM UTC
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*Praise not the barren, praise the rich consummate flower,
Fair only to those without sight, so full of internal power.
None nobler with an unlimiting petaled command,
Given by the earth’s love to all the native land.
Given a successive name, tall, short, light or dark,
Drawn from those once hidden away in the human Ark.
It is now, as when on the holiest of land
No less joyful as it spreads around my willful gland.
Covering the breach, and lengthening the strand
Rising like the Prince of Consummation’s imagined height,
Coming tumbling downward with diminished fight.
To unbetray the plot free of public scorn,
For this is our only blessing until his blest return.
To all those heaps which one petal does nigh bind,
Blown off, and scattered like tumble weeds that unwind.
What strength can you or your designs propose
With naked friends who round you upturn their toes?
If the flower is doubtful of how it should you use,
A foreign object would more satisfy its queenly news.
The proud stamen would assemble a friendship ring,
Foment the battle, and support the coming King.
Nor would this royal party ever unite
When in the flower’s arms, it strains to set it right.
Or if understood, the gripping interest soon shall break,
And by odious aid, make the reed return to the weak.
All sorts of vessels, by their successful arts,
Abhorring the panting, encountering their altered hearts.
From love’s incandescent rule, and a heart beats nature’s cry,
Thought, passion, common-wealth and health all belie
As the flower is the champion of all the public good.
As into her arms falls another chief of royal blood,
What may not the suitor hope, and to what applause
Might such a King regain by the flower’s cause.*
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 11:15 AM UTC
Perhaps, sometimes,
I wonder at your indecision.
A little bright leaf.
Refusing to touch the ground.
But there’s very little wrong with the ground.
And in touching it,
Something astounding might begin to flower.
Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 10:55 PM UTC
She goes on sniffing him like a hunter's dog, persistent,
He eats her hurriedly as if she is a honey filled cake,
Chance ****** encounter, unbridled wild desires run amok.
They are fully taken over by the agile demons of ***** amour.
Completely forget shame, even the thought of sin, altogether.
Make the bed a ground where they play with such vehemence!
She is a rare tree, yielding to caressing touch, flowering all over.
The goose bumps refusing to disappear,tell the whole untold story.
She makes noises of approval, while tracking the scent downwards
When she finds the bone at last, she doesn't know what she does!
Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 11:40 AM UTC
This feeling is more flowering
When I was showered by an unending love
There is even a seed of feelings that have grown inside since then
I can not refuse
These flowering feelings are increasingly flowering
Jun 1, 2017
Jun 1, 2017 at 2:23 PM UTC
summer stubs out
its **** ember end,
out it goes in
an ember glow,
grey-blankets
wrap the skies,
and a tree attires
itself in new clothes...
May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 7:22 AM UTC
It is the season of flowering
We celebrate the flower and tree
Pray to god keep it blooms
And save us with them!
It is the season of flowering
We celebrate the colour and new leaf
Pray to god keeps it growing
And help keep growing!
It is the season of flowering
We celebrate the fragrance
Pray to god spread out
The fragrance tranquillity, concord, amity
Everywhere for the pursuit of humanity!
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 11:23 AM UTC