Oh! Your leaves are glossy and green.
Your beauty needs no flowers.
Your scent makes you free.
You own no jungle you aren't famous.
You trust the begging of snakes.
You sheltered the ladybugs
And feed the murmuring goats.
You helped the forest breath.
You are the glory of the wild.
But why chose to also
Sit beside a flower?
Be overgrown by their leaves
Rejected by the scent.
Sprout to be uprooted
And thrown to a shameless fire.
Oh! Pity dear.
YOU ARE READING
SAD BRAVERY
ŞiirIT IS SO SAD TO BE BRAVE FOR YOUR LOVE, WILL, AND COMMITMENTS. THIS IS A COMPILATION OF POEMS OF MY APPEALS.
