( wrote this on the last day of vacation )
.ʚ🥀ɞ.
Having enough tried ,
Having enough dried
All the things I had,
Had gone dried
The moments we try to hold on to,
Go fried.
But the moments we don't try to hold on,
Are, for some reason,
Have not dried..
We dry,
They don't
We cry,
They won't
We try,
They will never.
The flowers are always joyful,
Pretty, cool, sweet.
But what if ?
Just what if ?
We were like them ?
But they don't,
Will never have emotions.
We do,
But we won't show.
But we try to throw,
What ?
Feelings.
Feelings, that had had enough,
Feelings that tried and tried but never got there.
Feelings that dried away
Feelings, that we used to call "core memory",
Feelings, that we made up.
Now what ?
You're still here ?
Oh ! Thanks .
We all did this in silver days.
We,
Crush, destroy, throw.
them ,
But for souls like me ,
Flowers also have feelings.
Normal people would call it,
"foolish".
But me,
I'm, not like them..
We are,
In fact, different kinds of flowers..
Its, just that...
We're all just not the same.
But we're still people,
Humans.
But when a petal dries,
It goes away,
completely .
And we ?
We think,
We do the same.
But no,
We throw ourselves completely,
To hell.
When a soul dries,
It tries,
Just one more time
Hoping for a change
Will happen.
But will it ?
That's to fate.
We try,
Not knowing what's next.
We cry,
Hoping no one will recognize our tears,
We dry,
Promising to God,
That we will make it.
"Dried flowers still have their scent"
↣jz.
Yall!!!!!! I came bacckkk!!!.
Alhamduliah... everything went smooth in vacation... .
And, for my ( small ) comeback I've wrote this poem 🍰.
So tell me ur guys reviews in the comments, if u please 😸.
~jzah.p
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Dried Petals { souls }
Poetry"Sometimes the dried petals need to come off for better ones to come". ~jza. Yes ! I'm finally backk!!! . My vacation was memorable alhamdulilah... . But now Im back lets read some...
