So rare it is
Like a flower that blooms on a full moon
Many different versions of it,
Some versions hurt more than others
Others are stepped on
Not on purpose of course.
Most are taken advantage of and plucked
They do not know what they are doing
They do not know how to care for the flower
But sometimes they're not innocent
Those who hurt the flower know how to burn it
They think they are right and that they're allowed to
But the full moon is there to replant the flower
It's light pulling it from darkness
Teaching how to dance in the wind
To spread its seeds
And the flower eternally smiles at the moon in gratitude
YOU ARE READING
Truths and fantasies
PoetryThese are some of my poems and quotes that I have been working on please let me know if you like them so I can write more. Sorry if they are depressing and never judge a book by its cover bc I didn't make it 😂 but yeah just let me know what you thi...
