...The Flower

...The Flower

A Poem by PoetikXpressions

TODAY I ENVISIONED A FLOWER.....

THAT'S RIGHT I SAW A FLOWER AND I PICKED IT UP

TUCKED IT AWAY SAFELY IN MY POCKET, ON MY CHEST FOR GOOD LUCK

IT STARTED TO BLEED...

AND THRU MY SHIRT IT STARTED TO SEEP

AND TOUCHED MY HEART

AND IS IT BEGAN TO PROCEED STRAIGHT THROUGH MY SKIN

IT TRAVELED DEEP DOWN INTO THE DEPTHS WITHIN

MY BODY, AND STARTED TO FLOW…

STARTED TO FLOW THROUGH MY VEINS...

I IMMEDIATELY BECAME ADDICTED, BECUZ IT STARTED TO TAKE AWAY MY PAIN…

I FELT SO HIGH… AND SO FREE….

IF I COULD TOUCH THE SKY… WAT SIGHTS WOULD I SEE

AND OH MY….. YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE WHAT I FELT

A BUTTERFLY CAME, AND RESTED ON MY BREAST…

IT WAS AFTER THE FLOWER, I HELD SO CLOSELY TO MY CHEST…

AND IN AN INSTANT I COULDN'T CATCH MY BREATH...

I FELL TO MY KNEES…

AND BEGAN TO LIE DOWN… ON THE GROUND….

ON A SHEET OF GRASS SO GREEN… AND AS I LAY BETWEEN THE GREEN CLOUDS

OF GROWTH… I BEGAN TO DRIFT...

I DRIFT AWAY, INTO THE COMPLEXITIES OF MY OWN WORLD…

SO MANY DREAMS DIFFERED…AND PLANS UNFURLED

AND D****T, IM SO HIGH FROM THIS FLOWER…

I TOUCH MY CHEST…. AND FEEL THIS FLOWER ON MY BREAST…

AND IM SO IN LOVE… NEVER THE LESS

I FEEL THE ESSENCE OF THE BLOOD FLOW THROUGH MY VEINS

AND WONDER WHY, I DON'T FEEL THIS WAY EVERY DAY

IM ADDICTED… I'VE FORGOTTEN ABOUT MY PROBLEMS

AND ALL IT TOOK WAS A BEAUTIFUL FLOWER TO SOLVE THEM…

I TOUCH MY CHEST, AND WITH DESPAIR... I GASP FOR AIR…

TRY TO GET UP… AND REALIZE THE FLOWERS NO LONGER THERE…

I RISE TO MY FEET, AND AS I LOOK EVERYWHERE….

THE BUTTERFLY SPEAKS…AND AS I LISTEN, I STARE…

THE WINGS SO BEAUTIFUL…DESIGNS SO INTRICATE AND RARE…..

I LOOK TO THE GROUND, AND SEE STRANDS OF AN ANGELS HAIR…

THE HAIR HAS MADE A PATH

AND THAT PATH, I CONTINUE TO FOLLOW...UNTIL I KNOW I'VE REACHED THE END…

I TOUCH MY CHEST… I NEVER THOUGHT ANYTHING WOULD BE ABLE TO TAKE THIS PAIN AWAY… AND AS MY HEART BEGAN TO MEND

ALL THE HURT, DISAPPOINTMENT, AND PAIN HAS GIVEN IN, AND SURRENDERED

THE BUTTERFLY FLIES AWAY AND LOOKS BACK AT THE FLOWER….WHICH IS ME

IT'S LEFT BEHIND ENOUGH WISDOM, FOR ME TO BECOME MORE EMPOWERED…

A LITTLE FLOWER….FROM WHICH THE TRUE ME HAS BLOSSOMED

TOOK AWAY ALL THE PAIN THAT I SUSTAINED….

NEW BEAUTY AND PURITY…FLOWING THROUGH MY VEINS…

AFTA THIS DAY, I WILL NEVER REMAIN THE SAME…

I ALMOST LOST MY BEAUTY, AND LOVE FOR LOVE… OH WHAT A SHAME…

I'M READY TO LOVE AGAIN, AND I TAKE OFF MY BLOODY SHIRT

I SMILE AND BEGIN TO CRY, BECUZ I NO LONGER FEEL HURT…

AS I LOOK AT THE GREEN GRASS, THAT HAS SPRUNG FROM MOTHER EARTH…

I UNDERSTAND THAT PAIN CAN ONLY BE HEALED OVERTIME, AND WITH SOME WORK...

A BUTTERFLY REPRESENTS A FREE SPIRIT, AND FREE MIND…

THASS WHAT I NEEDED TO FREE A HEART THAT BECAME SO COLDHEARTED AND UNKIND…

A FLOWER REPRESENTS MY HEART, WHICH NEEDS NUTRIENTS, LOVE AND ATTENTION….

AND THE BLOOD REPRESENTS EVERYTHING I DID NOT MENTION….

AS A RESULT OF THE BUTTERFLY NURTURING MY FLOWER….

I STAND TALL… READY TO TRY AGAIN… UNTIL MY LAST AND FINAL HOUR

I'M MYSELF AGAIN, WILLING, READY, AND ABLE…

TODAY I ENVISIONED A FLOWER.....

AND THAT FLOWER, BECAME ME…

I AM….

.....THE FLOWER

© 2008 PoetikXpressions


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I like this piece because of the concept. In a world where so many of our girls struggle w/self-esteem, you seem to be able to keep the doubt of self to a minimum, while still going for what you're trying to get to.

Don't stop now. Nice write.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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I have been writing poetry since my early teenage years, pretty much since I realized that I was a lesbian. Poetry expresses everything I feel on a daily basis. Poetry is me. more..

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