I look at flowers all around
Just relaxing on the ground.
Laying and soaking in the sun
Like they know how to have fun.
One catches my eye
It looked so dry
Like it wanted to cry.
I shook it off, I'm imagining things
Yet, I picked it up, it appearing to have crimson rings
circling the petal like blood soaked wings.
Blood ran down my finger tips
As the flower began to bunny.
The thorns went in my skin
Feeling like a sharp needle or pin.
Yet,I held onto the flower anyway
While the wind started to shift and sway.
Like it had me under a spell
The One and Only Flower from Hell.
Author notes
Dang it!!! I *tried* to write something nice and see what happens?? I MAKE A FLOWER FROM HELL! Oh well, I tried.
Written April 5th, 2005
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Yeah just a little emotion oozed out in this one, lol. I think it works really well and explains your emotions nicely.
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Blood ran down my finger tips
As the flower began to bunny.
The thorns went in my skin
Feeling like a sharp needle or pin.
Yet,I held onto the flower anyway
While the wind started to shift and sway.
Instead of nice write something happy! lol
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That is hilarious. Lately I've been really into dark poetry, and if I try to write a happy poem, it always turns out dark. Your poem is really good
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XD Sounds like something Id write about
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