Because once
long ago
the petals opened
Because now
in the sun
they're lying wilted
Because always
in the drought
they gasp for water
It hurts
Because once
long ago
it loved
Because now
in the dark
it searches
Because always
in failure
it hopes
(Because it's still alive)
Because still
it can love
again
open to all constructive criticism~
Comments
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this is very sweet and honest.
I love the hopefulness.
thanks for entering and good luck. -
Intriguing -- the poem is an answer to the title. Why have hope? Why love? Why believe? These are just a few of the questions that this poem can and does answer.
Why do we go on in any optimistic endeavor...because all those questions equal one thing, "hope."
Beautifully done.

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The prompt was 'why do we hurt like this?'... but in that question is wrapped up all the others you mentioned. Wow, you saw more in my poem than I thought anyone ever would... but then, you're awfully good at that.

thanks so much!
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