It snowed yellow carnations
The first hours you left that winter
I now can hear birds cheering early in the morning again
It rained smiles
The first month your scent disappeared in the spring
The clouds above my head made way to bluer skies
It stormed applause
When I decided to cut the last ties to you last summer
Life now makes sense again
Since you've been a blur
My garden is blooming again
I am flying in a higher sky and smelling flowers
Since you've been gone for good
YOU ARE READING
Flowers of Scorn
ŞiirA modern poetry book about lost love, break ups, betrayal, deception, rejection, and everything after that... My thoughts, my feelings, my own modern poetry.
