Falling Petals

         Mother, I have failed you,

         Participated in the destruction

         Of the beautiful land you gave us.

                I have cleared away emerald life,

                And replaced it with stone,

                Building metal towers

                As hollow as my soul.

 

         Mother, I have failed you,

         Joined the hunts and butchery

         That so indifferently rip apart children.

                A decade I stood strong

                Against the cruelty of it all,

                But I was weak, and they pushed,

                And so, I did fall.

 

         Mother, I have failed you,

         Disobeying natural patience

         And giving in, throwing away the virtue

                I thought I wanted to,

                So I allowed the lust  

                To consume me,

                I thought that I must.

 

The petals fell from the adolescent tree

And fluttered in the winds of change.

I'm sorry, Mother, for growing up,

And entering a world so strange.

Author's Note

An apology to Mother Nature...
Thanks for reading (: ♥

Reviews

[Ben Taylor]

"The petals fell from the adolescent tree
And fluttered in the winds of change.
I'm sorry, Mother, for growing up,
And entering a world so strange."
Still doin that "end with a rhyme" thing I see; and it really does work well. I love analogies using the "winds of change". :)
I would have assumed this was to your actual mother, but now that I re-read it, it makes more sense your way :)
Nicely written :)

[Sleeping Maiden]

This was really interesting. I love the imagery that comes to my mind when i read this. Great write! Beautiful!

[Raindrop]

It made me feel guilty for some reason...certainly made me realize what I was taking for granted. Thank you for this wonderful and inspiring poem!

[Sarah Redigan]

i like this i wrote a poem about a weeping willow not to long ago was kinda think a little sorry to nature as well

[i don't write]

this is amazing

[NightShade]

You sprinkled the garden of mind with the lustral waters of emotional imagination and behold! A myriad of interpretations spring forth from every intellect that encounters it! The ingenuity of this poem lends itself to serendipity on the part of the reader. Exquisitely put together and truly powerful!

[Linear]

All in all, it's really up to the reader to read in what they may, you should never explain your words for if they come from your heart, then even you may not see that which is written.........Enjoyed

[Searching 4 Serenity]

Whether or not one looks at this the same way you do, it still holds a valuable message of society.

[Balls:)]

this is sweet :)

[Little Abbey]

Very nice poem!