the place where beautiful things go to die.

petals in a white room;

pale hues dripping from stems,

falling to the floor with grace,

landing only with a soft whisper.

on the sill I linger,

exhaling smoke onto the panes.

the sky and I, we cry in unison,

and the room grows bitter with the dread of death.

and as I wither,

the flower wilts.

if decay is a beautiful thing,

may we be seen as one.

Author's Note

I've been uninspired lately but I came up with this. I hope it means something to you.

Reviews

[Wonderland Asylum]

Kimberly, this is a beautifully written piece.
I really love these two lines,
¨on the sill I linger, exhaling smoke onto the panes. the sky and I cry in unison...¨
I love how I am able to see this girl, by a window, breathing heavily because she is crying, and looking out the window, where it's raining.
I would say that you were inspired by something when you wrote this.
Thank-you for sending me a read request for this. I love it and I can't wait for more of your beautiful work!

[Kimberly Anastasia]

Thanks so much for your comment! I'm glad you liked it. :)

[Fanicia E.]

Wow I really love this! It's eloquent and the whole scene paints this delicate, still picture. It highlights the beauty in fragility, and those strange, secret moments of vulnerability we try to stow away.

[poetgurl]

on the sill I linger,
exhaling smoke onto the panes.
the sky and I, we cry in unison,
and the room grows bitter with the dread of death.

I really like this part, it felt like loneliness.
Very nicely expressed write.

[Unspoken poet]

I really enjoyed this write, loved the opening stanza the best. This is really good.

[AllauraRose]

This is a really good poem! I love the imagery you used. The words you used painted a very vivid picture. In the first two lines, are petals colors dripping? This is going to sound crazy but is this based in an asylum? The white room, a pane, and then people are dying. Maybe its a hospital? Sorry I didn't read this sooner, I haven't been on in awhile!

[Kimberly Anastasia]

The petals themselves are falling! It could be taken as the colors though, I leave a lot of my poetry open for interpretation... which brings me to the setting! I was actually inspired by my blank apartment room but yes, I was going for the asylum/hospital vibe lol

[Samantha Croix]

i like how you used the flowers withering and dying to convey the withering of your mind

[Kimberly Anastasia]

thank you!