Broken Petal...

I wonder when fate will attack

Will I wish time back

Give me a way to begin new memories

Give me a day to wake with happy stories

Rhymes singing with a chorus of fantasies

That should come true with magnificence

A broken petal in my hand

Its beauty wilted under my command

Torn between Life and death

It was very beautiful, filled with health

Shining natural wealth

Blending into the horizons of my soul

It took out emotional colours to show it to the world

But blackened did the serenity of its bloom

And weakened did the meanings that once zoomed

Through lenses of focus, metaphors and sense

The sweetest petal that was soft but strong and never TENSE

I whisper my pain to the navy night, ask the stars to give me light

My silence agonises my fever of love

What is it that I desire?

who is it that I need to explore?

Explorations of a lifetime of suprises

I drown in hope of finding out the truth

But secrets gush like a broken artery full of falling blood

and I feel faint to the lies.... to the magnificent wrong.