Flower of the Heart

July 15, 2010
By Yukina SILVER, Bronx, New York
Yukina SILVER, Bronx, New York
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A heart is like a flower,

Always needing care at every hour.

It will die,

It will cry.

It feels,

And it deals....

With the pain,

Which gives them no gain.

A flower can’t grow,

If nature isn’t in its flow.

It can’t bloom.

So instead it falls to its doom.

It’ll fight.

For the light.

It’ll go after what it wants,

Even though it only taunts.

It wants the warmth it knows it can’t recieve,

But even so it’s still decieved.

So why does a flower bloom...

At each waking full moon?

The author's comments:
This poem doesn't really have any meaning towards my life but what i feel towards those who are on the roller coaster of love. This is personally for my friend Adrielle and anyone else who has been through the ups and downs of a relationship.

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