Poems

Garden

a flower here, a flower there,
it's full of flowers
everywhere
all the colours
that i've ever seen
are all around me
so pretty, so pristine;
it just feels
like i'm in a dream.
the scent is simply
divine
i wish this garden
was all mine
but
oh.
if only i didn't say that.
egoism is never good
but i discovered it too late.
i set fire to the wood
and it closed its gate.
oh my dear garden,
i'm sorry
if i wanted you so bad
oh, please, lovely garden
i'm sorry for what i said.
and so the story goes on
for forgiveness i beg
but the sun was slowly setting
and everything became black.
i sit under a tree
as i start to cry
i look up
at the sky
the moon isn't there,
nor a star,
a single form of light.
i feel cold on my skin;
snow is falling
in peace.
a snowflake
gently falls on my lips.
that was our first
and last
kiss.

in this beautiful garden
it is now winter

and it is in this beautiful garden
that i will wither.