Floating warmth, her cherry blossom smile,
Withered and lost to touch.
She fills my bowl, soothing nectar.
Regain your senses ,O heart!
This flower faded before you.
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Author:
Kiri Noa (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Sad
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Comments1
I love how this poem was written each line a thought and then the following a consequence. it speaks to me of opportunity lost and the sad consequences. A fruit allowed to over ripen now lost. A fave
Thank you so much for your insight. 🙂
You are most welcome
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