Rigour

I was quite under the blossom of
Delivering the excitement impetus.
I was forgot reading poetry.
Today is forming a gloomy attraction.
Shouldering the futuristic anatomy.
Fruits of bloom recommended by a
Limited ones.
Swallowed hours became chewed
By mouth of an useless one,he was
Ready to quiet or ready to die.

I met you before going to find another
Places or another friends.
I am not the friend of anyone as well as you.
I bloomed because you thought
I am a flower 
Every flower has limited times only
You just smell the piece of it:
One time blessed and another time
Was blamed.
I have got the fragrance of flowers