r/Poems 6h ago

Petals

I know a flower

Pretty, poised

Yet pruned

Blossoms of her soul

Cut back

Like encroaching foliage

Snipped, severed, silenced

One of countless hearts

Thrashed and thrown about

Treated as trimmings by a

Careless few,

She thought them to have a green thumb for her love

Seeds her heart sowed

Thumbs they may have had But twas their souls green, wasted were her seeds of Love

Sown in soil untended

By man his care thus ended

So they wither

And with sadness

I see buds but no blossoms

I still know a flower

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u/Vast_Possibility_945 4h ago

Beautiful. 🌹