The Lotus

just a poem of some musing's

The flower of estranged love
   The flower that points its fragile rapier at the world
       As it blooms in vital need of the light
          That other flowers gouge on with little grace
             The lotus daintily opens in graceful thanks to the sun and showers it in it's inner beauty
                 Such is the beauty of estranged fragile love
 

Author's Note

i put this on here at 8 oh clock in the evening lol but i wrote this a bit ago while in a park thinking about some things

Reviews

[TheFemininePad]

An interesting and decent poem with some good natural imagery. This musing is good, but it could use some extra lines to help get your point across further with what you are trying to demonstrate here. The structure is good, but I just really feel like its lacking more detail that can be more fleshed out.