BLOOMING WILD FLOWER
I BEG YOU PLEASE!!!
TELL ME,WHY DO PEOPLE FIGHT AND HURT EACH OTHER?
VALINTLY BLOOMING FLOWER.
WHAT CAN YOU SEE FROM YOUR FEILDS.
WHY CAN'T PEOPLE FORGIVE EACH OTHER?
THE RAIN PASSES AND THE SUMMER TOOK ON BLUE HUES.
ALL ALONE NOW, YOU TREMBLED BEFORE ME
WITHOUT SAYING A WORD, WHEN YOUR FRIENDS WILT AROUND YOU
WHAT DO YOU THINK? WITH YOUR LEAVES UNABLE TO SPEAK HOW DO YOU CONVEY LOVE.
SUMMERS SUN CLOUDED OVER, THE WIND STREAMED BY THE TOW OVERLAPED.
THERE IS NO PROOF THAT YOU ONCE LIVED. FOR THAT IS THE FATE OF THOSE WICH HAVE NO NAME.
Blooming wild flower:
Your poetry is full of questions of nature. And keen observation too. A good read I like your poem.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
i have a style of poetry
i have a style of poetry thats my own only i writte like this
Fritz etheart