The Flower
From a little seed
It grew
Into a beautiful flower
Its bright colors shone in the sun
It radiated happiness
And positivity
But soon it began to change
It slowly began to droop
It could no longer hold itself upright
It began to shed its petals
One after another
And soon there was nothing left of it
But its dried up petals
Left on the ground
Like corpses in the morgue
Waiting to be buried
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17 Comments
ajaykohli
Cycle ,truth
PoojaG
Yeah exactly
Cezane
Its somehow an uplifting tale through a poetry. Nice one!
PoojaG
Thank you so much! 🙂
alphapoetsclub
Nice construction of words 👏👏👏
PoojaG
Thank you! 🙂
mistryland
Okay you will not believe thus, but just ten minutes ago a flower drooped and fell right in front of me when I was standing outside. Also lovely poem!
PoojaG
Omg that is so cool! Thanks 🙂
theunknownvoyager
Beautiful work!😍
Martian
Truth written well
PoojaG
Thank you so much! 🙂
pdlyons
does the blossom seem less beautiful because someday it fades?
PoojaG
Yes, I think so
Rashmi
wow.. amazing poem.. loved it..:)
PoojaG
Thank you!! 🙂
renuka21
Nice🌹
PoojaG
Thank you so much 🙂