Lilacs and Love

Lilacs bloom

Lilacs wilt.

My tears are felt

Like rose petals plucked

Bees be buzzing
Snakes steady slithering

I try to move forward

But I fly backwards

Like a humming bird.

The sun will rise

Leaving pink skies

As it sets...

The moon will come

And dance against the lake.

Signifying the rise and fall

Of a relationship

Cast into the wind

Smashed against the shores of life.

Fist turns from thunder

Only to

strike

like

lightening.

So while,

Lilacs live

Between blossom and bloom

tear drops fall

Like rain drops do

Because the one i love

Has plucked me

Like a rose petal.

 

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

Loving the alliteration and the tight punchy rhythm. The imagery was violent. The sights and sounds bombarded my imagination without a break. The unique style gives it a flow that seems against the very nature of sadness...almost like sad lyrics on top of a major composition. It left me torn and I had to read a few times to actually decide how I feel about
it. I still cant decide whether it is a tragedy or simply misfortune.
I finished feeling as if this lover who has plucked away as this spirit
will regret it soon. There is a great strength coming from somewhere...
I just cant quite put my finger on it. I enjoyed this one alot.

[LadyCardiac]

Thank you so much. I'm not sure if i should feel sad that its envoking so many emotions or just happy youve enjoyed it.

[LadyCardiac]

Thanks, ill try that

[Rene Velez]

"Bees be buzzing" to "bees buzzing" (still works)...nice poem, relationships are a delicate thing when love is the main role, well done.