A Flower Like Me

Azekiel-Horizon

A wild flower of life
is nodding to its fall.
Waving leafy white flags
to the blue
for self - destruction
is blossoming
in a tainted
field of view
where self pruning occurs.
For the object
of its affection
didn't return
good vibrations.
Causing an allergic reaction
to a stripped
common daisy
whose plucked pages
are reduced to ashes.
The coping mechanism
of choice for
a self-loathing sprout
that isn't growing out
but slowly withering
from within

tupacfan

This was a nice poem... definitely felt.. I remember wriiting one of my jawns similar to this..

I thought this was a reflective jawn too..

thank you for sharing, and please continue to share with us.. i'm reading.. Belee that!

MeTaL

Nice poem.

VSOP

very nice read-different from most posts I've read on here but a good change of pace

short and straight to the point...exact opposite of every poem I've ever wrote lol