I pick up a daisy with a heavy heart.
I rip off one petal for despair.
I rip of another for mental pain.
On and on I tear the petals.
One for false hope,
one for broken dreams,
one for anger,
one for all the betrayal I feel...
Finally I tear away all the petals.
I let them fall form my fist to the ground,
a gust o wind comes and sweeps then away.
I. Am. Free.
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thanks for the entry.
"I let them fall form my fist to the ground,
a gust o wind comes and sweeps then away"
should be
"I let them fall from my fist to the ground,
a gust of wind comes and sweeps then away"
best wishes...
Lea -
It makes me teary eyed for some reason....I love it!!!!!
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Thanks Jackie...
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i love this poem.....i wish i could think like this more often, but when you feel a certain way for so long, its hard to pull yourself up out of it. Good work.
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This is sad but also beautiful. The idea of the bare flower with no more petals is somewhat sad, yet letting go of your problems is a good thing. Thanks for entering.
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beautiful
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thank you
Thank you soooooooo much -
I loved the imagery and the metaphor of every petal standing for one undesirable feeling or moment, and then being swept away with the wind. Setting you free. Wonderful work!! Thank you for sharing this great poem.
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