My love is like a flower, it may forget to bloom, if you ignore it.
It will shrivel up and die, if you dont give me the care and desire I require.
I will weep an ocean of tears knowing that your not there, to take care
Of my fragile emotion I call love.
My love is like a flower, its supposed to be a beautiful, holding your own
Will and power.
If you ignore my love and all its desire, I may forget to bloom and explode
Like fire.
My love is like a flower, if treated badly it will rot and turn sour.
Rain a shower of your love onto me, help me bloom so my life
Won't shrivel and be doomed.
My love is like a flower, full of beauty and grace, you not giving me the
Attention I need is nothing but a disgrace to my face.
My love is like a flower, it may forget to bloom if you ignore it.
So please give me that loving care, and not let me rot in a pit.
A contest entry
- My love... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
400 points, ended December 23, 2008, 13 entries
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Comments
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Ah..there is a mixure of the thoughts which describes the true status of the emotions when you are in love and in fear of it as well..well done..

