I know the Blossom Tree Screams inside

I know the Blossom Tree Screams,

With doubt,

With Pain,

With Hurt,

 

I know the Blossom Tree Screams Inside,

with only it's leaves for comfort,

For friendship, for love

 

Why does the Blossom Tree Scream,

When so many admire it?

Why does the Blossom Tree Scream,

When it is so painted,

So idolized,

So loved?

 

But I am not admired,

The Blossom Tree answers,

I am not painted,

I am not idolized,

I am not loved,

 

I am hidden,

I am captured,

I am watched,

I am hated,

That is why the Blossom Tree Screams

Reviews

[Matty Bosox]

Emily once again you astonish me!!! You are not a pre-teen who loves writing, you are the Lebron James of poetry!!! How you can take the simplest of things like a tree and turn its every definition into an amazing ride...Fantasticly well placed wording and the way you define the sadness of the tree is what makes this the most fun....I say you are the Lebron James of poetry but you may not know who he is...So let me just take another young person, somebody that you admire as do I, the amazing, beautiful, and bubbly Haley Williams...Excellent work!!

[emilythestrange]

Thank you so much! Unlike The Warrior, I didn't have any doubts about this poem, which is something. I'd like to say my inspiration's are ewest's poem I not not why the Caged Bird Screams, and a piece of art work I did a couple of months ago!

[Brandon Mathis]

I would have to agree this is very interestingly done. Very nice work, keep it up!!

[emilythestrange]

:D thanks

[ewest1220]

Very interestingly done. I almost see a bit of self loathing inside this piece. The different perspective add a nice touch as well. Great job!

[emilythestrange]

Thanks. And also, your poem gave me the inspiration to write this, a little bit.

[ewest1220]

Really?! Wow I'm really honored! Thank you so much Emily!