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If flowers bloomed from my anxiety

I’d have acres of racy, red roses

Yards of vibrant violets

I could swim through fields of lavender

And I could breathe in yellow tulips

But unfortunately I can never grow beauty

Just drown in my own fear

Sometimes I imagine those waves are of petals

If life could thrive off my sadness

I’d save the creatures poached by human error

I could let the forests grow and watch fill with inhabitants

From tears to butterflies

And the oceans could fill with coral

And it’s squatters

But nothing thrives from it, not even me

If love blossomed from my insecurities

Our national anthem would be wedding bells

There would be no more shootings in streets or schools

Every child would have a home

No longer beaten or abused

Neglected and used

But I can’t even love myself

Let alone cause the world to fall in infatuation

Reviews

[Lisa Robinson]

I apologise to the late response to the read request. Your imagery was AMAZING and I feel it on a different level. You have a way of making us feel your emotions with you

[vigilantebastard]

I've not been on here for a while and certainly not noticed all the read requests I've been sent... I have so many, I feel quite rude now.. I really like the honesty here, the reality of life and human insecurities. I don't know if this is a good or bad thing but i prefer poems that have sadness and darkness about them much more than happy ones ...awesome

[bella]

it's okay I hate going through my read requests but always feel bad in the end.

[Illumina]

Your poetry is amazing. I dont know about anxiety but flowers did bloom out of your words at least in my mind. The imagery you used worked. I could see the flowers in my mind. I hope you keep on writing. After all there's always room for improvement.

I can completely relate to the frustration in this poem. Anxiety, sadness and emotions of this kind are useless but they won't go away either. If only they could turn into something beautiful then maybe they'd be worth all the suffering they cause.

[BlackPrince]

I really like this poem for its fresh perspective on cause and effect, engagingly depicted.
The language is picturesque.
It certainly challenges one to have retrospection and self-critique, the first steps towards assuming personal responsibility.
I see social awareness, love and compassion in your words.

WELL DONE

[Carthage Thorne| The Wi..]

This poem is certainly nicely done. Your expressions are vivid, and hold meaning that goes beyond just the surface but it delves inward and cuts deep too. Gives food for thought and allows for eyes to see things through a different light or perspective. Nicely done, and I look forward to reading more of your work.

~Carthage Thorne

[Manichanh]

I have honestly never related to any piece of writing as much as I have with your poem. I felt every word. Thank you

[barleygirl]

I have to say your "roses to anxiety" comparison makes perfect sense to me. Clearly you've set up three comparisons (one per stanza) to convey a contrasting irony that's well-stated. To me, this is a universal truth that becomes more devastating each day as our world seems to be falling into chaos & hate. I applaud those who are out there fighting the injustices becuz I can barely manage my own bumpy life! I totally get that & you've drawn us some word pictures that show in original ways (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[JayG]

• If flowers bloomed from my anxiety I’d have acres of racy, red roses

Maybe it's me, but this makes no sense. Roses represent beauty and love. Anxiety would seem to call forth an image of poison ivy.

And love coming from insecurities would seem more on the order of Motley Crue's, Afraid
https://www.lyricinterpretations.com/motley-crue/afraid

Your mileage may differ

[Coyote Poetry]

Your words true and powerful dear bella.
"If love blossomed from my insecurities
Our national anthem would be wedding bells
There would be no more shootings in streets or schools "
Your words made the reader see their world. Hard to understand the useless killing. Thank you for sharing the amazing words and thoughts. We must slow down. Lead with concern, kindness and listen to each other. Create a understanding. We are the same. Want a safe world for our children.
Coyote

[John the Baptist]

As long as you've got neuroses, you may as well make use of them. The poet does just that in this offering, which features some of the most imaginative images I've seen in some time, especially in verse 1. Sadly, for every illustrative "if" in this poem, there is a negative "but" following on its heels. It all goes back to the poet's angst. Let us hope she can find a way to grow beyond it.