Roots of dandelion,
Unable to get them out,
I recall it breaking my knife in half,
Roots of Dandelion, for instance, are rooted below,
Such as our love, that is too strong to be uprooted,
As a result, it spreads like a weed,
Yellow flowers and lengthy foliage adorn this plant.
The roots of a Dandelion are never explored.
So, if you ask me, "Why do you still stay with someone who doesn't know how to love you," I'll urge you to try uprooting Dandelion roots,
They only stay in the comfort of the earth, unlike the golden sun-like blossoms.
The love and care we both put into growing it, on the other hand,
It simply blooms so much brighter than the rising sun;
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The Half-Burnt Boy
PoetryFor all the prompts I find fascinating on this thing called the "World Wide Web," and random words I find interesting enough to add to this collection; I'll be crafting poems out of thin air like any magician would do 🪄 Copyright © 2021 by Aloka Wi...
