The lovely flower.
a seed fell as a tear
to the ground fertile with fear
i watered it most everyday
with doubt in the mist i spray
worries sprouted from the seed
obsessively with thoughts i feed
soon a plant has formed
with tender buds adorned
as the seed continues growing
my mind is always knowing
that the sun can only nourish
with darkness life won’t flourish
worry creates toxic muds
poisoning the delicate buds
in hopes the poison will not spread
i bury my secret dread
as i watch the flower bloom
even the plant can sense the doom
its hopes and petals wilted
head hung like a lover jilted
self prophecy created a death
the flower had taken its last breath
by living the darker side
the lovely flower died
to the ground fertile with fear
i watered it most everyday
with doubt in the mist i spray
worries sprouted from the seed
obsessively with thoughts i feed
soon a plant has formed
with tender buds adorned
as the seed continues growing
my mind is always knowing
that the sun can only nourish
with darkness life won’t flourish
worry creates toxic muds
poisoning the delicate buds
in hopes the poison will not spread
i bury my secret dread
as i watch the flower bloom
even the plant can sense the doom
its hopes and petals wilted
head hung like a lover jilted
self prophecy created a death
the flower had taken its last breath
by living the darker side
the lovely flower died
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