Damned Poems

FLOWER ONCE PLANTED

Okayyy, been so long since I last wrote a poem and this I think just kills me inside out. I don't know how I came up with it but I am happy I did.

So much for the talk

Bleed inside out 😢

-xxfloral99xx
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Flower Once Planted

I once planted a flower,
To answer a very important question
Gave it all that I could and hoped,
A treasure was now in my possession

Everday as time passed,
Never have I forgotten to take care of it
Gave it everything that I had,
'Til it was no longer a seed

Like the way I showered it with water,
You received deeply my fascination
Oh, how much it loved the feeling,
Just as you can't deny the loving sensation

No longer was it the seed I planted,
For it now entered its germination
Now it filled me with a fighting hope,
That someday, it would answer my question

We too were in a progress,
From strangers to acquaintances
Walking towards a fruitful relationship,
Amusing, that we tend to look past differences

The very thought of you reminded me,
To take care of the flower planted by thee
For it will be of great help,
To give the answer to the question my curious mind gave thee

I cultivated its soil as I should,
And it was now starting to bloom
Aware of how wrong it is to assume,
I knew right then how beautiful it would become

Contrast to how you reminded me,
To take care of the flower I once planted
The mere thought of you greatly consumed my being,
The flower once cared for was now forgotten

Seeing your chiseled face,
Looking like it was sculpted by the heavens
Made me appreciate deeply,
When your face comes in view even for seconds

Your husky voice amidst every circumstance
Intoxicated my thoughts greatly
The way those fine lips move as you speak,
Started to cure my heart which was once hurt severely

Oh shall I start with thy wisdom,
Filling my mind with the greatest possibilities
Giving enlightenment to my hesitation,
To the probability of you and me

Thy wisdom cured my once corrupted mind,
From every confusion it had
But not from the question to the flower,
I always had

But through the fascination I had in you,
I had forgotten
Of the question I wanted to ask,
The flower was now long gone

But you and me,
We were soaring the skies
Claimed every possibility,
Never have we ran out of tries

And so we tried our life together,
Intertwined our futures leading to the same direction
But how crazy am I to think,
That we'd end up in the same destination

We crashed and burned,
Blaming each other for our own faults
We tried and failed,
Simply we have made a truth to something false

That's the problem with ourselves,
We listen to all the possibilities
But only choose one,
That satisfies our necessities

Not knowing if it is the real truth,
We believe in it
Opposing all the doubts to it
That, is why we bleed

And now we were aware,
We were not meant to be each other's
It was nothing but a possibility,
That cost us our own happily ever afters

You started to walk away,
And I let you go
It all just ended with grief
Why did I let you go?

Til we succeed we could have fought,
This time harder
We could have loved each other,
This time stronger

This very hapening reminded me,
Of the flower once planted
And the question especially for it
So again, I planted.

With no distractions,
It grew as I thought it'd be
And so I picked it,
And asked the question meant for thee

"Does he love me?", I said
And so I started
This has been inside me too long,
Time to know why it all ended

"He loves me,
He loves me not
He loves me,
He loves me not"

Huge pain washed over me,
When I heard I crashed
But then remembered the last petal of hope,
I knew then that wasn't the last

So I spoke,
"He loves me"
What huge relief and burden
He loved thee, but why did he flee?

Curious, I planted another
I knew I'd know the truth one day
But I should wait for it to come,
I'd be patient for that day

Did the flower lie to comfort me?
Or was it simply the truth
Did he really love thee?
Or was it just another possibility?

One day, I know I'll ask
Another question to the flower
"Did he really love me?
Or was I just another?"

Another person to keep him entertained,
Of his life so plain and dull
Another person to toy with,
Just like a girl's doll

With great hope,
I'll plant a flower
I hope this time I do get the truth,
When I plant another.

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I don't know how you feel, but I hope you felt me.

-xxfloral99xx