"caltivated" poems
You were born with a garden of flowers reigning in your heart
Every flower bloomed at the right season
You caltivated your garden
You pruned your flowers
You watered your flowers
You loved your flowers and couldn't wait to share them
You gave the key to your garden to wrong people
They stole your flowers
They didn't help you water your flowers
They cut your flowers
Your garden was now ruined
What am I gonna do now? You asked yourself
You covered your head with blankets crying.
Your flowers are in ruins
You have fresh seeds now
Seeds to start a new garden
With tears running on your face , you revive the old flowers and plant new
You patiently build your garden again
The dead flowers are on the outskirts
The new flowers are hidden where no one can see them
You love your new garden more than before
More intensely that you are hidding it away
You dont want people to see your flowers
You don't want to give them the keys
You show them the old dead flowers when they come to view
Knowing very well that no one likes dead flowers
Sep 13, 2018
Sep 13, 2018 at 4:27 AM UTC
They are Demons In my mind
They drag me every where they want
Im tired & confused
Searching for a way to lose
Im staring to the blue sky
To the shiny yellow sun
Life Is beautiful I know
But not beautiful for all I suppose
People think Im happy
Even when there is a hell In my mind
I feel deep sorrow In my throat
But still I smile
There is something dead in me
I know there is no replace
Im caltivated by the life
this is no sweetest nightmare than the life.
They say you are young & beautiful
Try to change your world
But they donť know for me
Everything is already finished
Living, laughing & timid smiles
Is the all the thing I could have done
Living like a happy man
Dying every day Inside
Demons , Demons every where
Still whispering in my head
Nasty, nasty , nasty life
You are caltivated by your life.
Jul 12, 2016
Jul 12, 2016 at 4:57 AM UTC