Heart flower

The heart is a crimson flower

That flourishes with love

Each drop of kindness

Is like sweet spring rain

Nurturing her tender buds

Aromatic petals blossom

Caressed by the summer sun

Fragile stems swish happily

In the serene breeze

 

Cruelty is a razor blade

That violates her purity

Slices through tainted veins

Wilted from neglect

Spills her cold, rusty blood

Defiles her dried, white petals

Discarding them brutally

 In autumn’s bruised dusk

Alone and shrivelled up

 

Copyright © 2013 Anne D Morgan

 

 

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