Petals of Sorrow

Sweet love blooms  
blossoming under the warmth  
of another’s affections  
Yet loss is embedded in veiny stems  
Threaded with the truths of time,  
all decompose in the end.  
Even the purest and profoundest of love,
loses glimmers of shine over time.  
 
But if you leave beauty  
where Mother Nature planted it,  
it’s spoils birth new life.  
If cut down,  
displayed in a vase,  
it’s vibrancy slowly fades,  
it’s purpose becomes a waste,  
and it decays in vain.  

Out of selfish gain  
you cut her stem  
and buried her roots  
Careless lover,  
you leave her thirsty  
and malnourished  
Petals of sorrow  
fall as she wilts  
Don’t you hear her tears?  
Don’t you see her shaking in fear?  
Neglect slices the vein and love bleeds out  
 
You’re too late  
Under self absorbed  
and distracted eyes  
the last petal falls,
She withered away  
the evidence fallen flat  
shriveled massacre of her soul scooped up in your hands  
remnants of  a love condemned  
 
The broken glass and scattered petals,  
tossed in fits of rage  
won’t bring her back again
as the loneliness echos  
through the empty space on the bed  
The foliage of love assassinated by vanity    
haunts you in your dreams  
 
The beauty you emaciated  
love you wasted  
fights back  
planting a seed  
in the back of your mind  
The truth digs its roots  
with painful claws
Awoken by her phantom screams  
feeling the invisible thorns tear at your flesh  
a horror neither one of you will forget  
You could’ve had the most fragrant of loves  
Instead you live in a garden of ghosts