Falling Petals and Fading Scent
Now I understand
that you're just
the same as
the flowers you gave.
One day, your love
refused to bloom,
and you began
to wilt in my hands.
You're the
falling petals and
the fading scent.
All at once
I saw how
you're slowly
being blown
by the wind.
YOU ARE READING
Into the Deep
PoetryLet this book submerge you with heartaches, drown you with traces of the past, flood you with self-wonders, wash you with waves of healing, immerse you with romance, and fill you up with colors, but only if you dive into this ocean of poetry and le...
