damaged petals
hedge taunts
cloche
barricading words
scissored rose thorns
fell piercing
bleeding epidermis
dry
that was
then this
is now
no thorns
no cloche
required
forgotten rose
your memory
wilted
sap renewed
pulses
through my
veins
this new garden
welcomes me
we blossom
you and I
Inspired from a comment on irish katie by wilddesirechats
Below is wilddesirechats comment. I thank you for allowing me to use your words.
Wanting is a natural thing. It’s called ‘heart’s desires’. And you should never stop wanting for something, because then the flame will burn out.
This is from those words.
Want, as natural as breath itself
the longing for life’s wishes
not materialistic but for other
heart desires
Want, should never be forgotten
or left alone like the last
single flower in bloom
but opened and expressed
Want, to dream or believe we
can do, open minds and seek
our goal is to surely run along the path
not walk, encourage our dreams
Want, family, friendships, happiness
to carry love in our hearts
health in our bodies
and peace in our mind
Want, like smouldering embers
in the fire needs to be
sustained for if we relinquish it
like the flame it will slowly die
Want, like flowers have thirst
like fires need flame
or food for our hunger
needs to be quenched
Want, if we let it die, what do we have left
no eagerness to branch out with minds
slowly, like the flower, parts of us
like petals would fall away
float to the ground unnoticed
Ramblings From A Mum 