The soft lapping of water against sand,
The tiny White flower in my hand,
It's tiny petals, Oh so soft,
I wonder why I put it in the loft.
It blooms, slowly opening.
It signifies my new beginning,
As white as pearls,
In my hand it twirls.
Showing its beauty within,
Through its petals, Oh so thin.
as the sun shines down,
it sparkles beautifully like a crown.
I could wear it on my head,
But why not in my heart instead?
So it can lift my gloom
and brighten this dark room.
In this dark place my heart lays,
sitting silently for days.
The flower all the bad years,
and dry up all my tears.
I'll let this flower stay,
and never let my path stray,
for now is my time
to bring back what was once mine.
To fix my broken smile,
to reach the designated mile.
To have a new start,
and to finally open my guarded heart.
-XxDarkPoetxX -
aka XxKandielandxX
authors note-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
So this is a poem i wrote while thinking about my favorite flow and what it means to me. I think I like it. Tell me hat you think, comment, message, idc just give me some feedback. thank you! bye.
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