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 ***;They have defiled your glory and stained your image
Dear flower ***;They have penetrated and left you void
Dear flower ***;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 ***,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.

The sun smiled earnestly through the window sill today
I think it smiled at you
Am jealous of the moon gazing at ur spender perfection
Am jealous of how the moonlight kissed you when I wasn't looking
I think am head over heels over you
I think my love for you is becoming a gradual succession

I won't be surprised if this turns into a further addiction
I won't be surprised if this feeling eventually sickens me
Tomorrow seems so far,let's make use of today forever
The bed doesn't feel cold anymore whenever you are around
Probably because your gentle touch suppresses the fever
You hold me so close like am going to slip away someday
Am not complaining,baby hold me closer everyday

The rain keeps touching you whenever you play outside
Am jealous am not the one making you wet
Now the sun lays subconsciously on your smooth brown jelly skin
Am jealous am not the one keeping you dry
But nevertheless you promised me a thousand times that you were mine alone
You promised me forever like it was a piece of cake
Baby those promises faded away when the harmattan breeze came our way
But yet it feels this jealous me is still not ready to go away