Poems borned from my darkness thoughts

1

The breeze blows through the window
start calms and becomes turbulent
it's accompanied by rain.

Drops of water splash on its petals
giving it colors a sad tone
lightning strikes the sky and lights up the red
the only color highlighted amidst the darkness
the wind blows, the curtains seat violently
and flower's petals hang down.

It was a beautiful flower,
whose essence was admired by everyone
but they cutted its stem
and now it withered.

The wind blows again
and this time all the petals shatter.

~it's not about flower.