Dead Flowers

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: December 24, 2015

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Submitted: December 24, 2015

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Dead Flowers

 

The essence of all things is to lie dead;

two flowers lying in the same pot spoil.

Vivacious action gone, stems quickly bled,

and nothing was seen with the light in foil.

 

If clocks could strike, expanding would resume,

rewards were now enjoyed by burglars’ lust.

The pot was gone, and the siege rose a tomb,

but the real battle was lost due to trust.

 

The flowers turned to split dust, ash in ash,

crushed and divided, no thoughts to be had.

The King of Stay won, with plans to rehash,

while the dead flowers’ journey was quite sad.

 

Old flowers may be gone, with their lives drained,

but gardens always grow, where it once rained.

 


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