Exposed

 

This is how the story goes

This is how the truth arose

This is where the story ends

With its little twists and bends

 

Love grew like a delicate flower

Hidden in its shady bower

Safe from harm

For a few bright hours

 

First a tiny seed took root

Which became a spindly shoot

Fed by earth, water and air

Nourished with  love

And constant care

 

And day by day the shoot grew longer

Darker, greener,  wider, stronger

Pushing towards the warming sun

Determined that it’s work be done

 

Then at last a bud appears

No longer is it  a feared

To show its shy and pretty face

Gradually cranking up the pace

Growing, taller,  bigger, stronger

Cannot wait a moment longer

 

Then all at once

The bud unfolds

Unfurling petals

One by one

To reveal it’s hidden colour

Gorgeous in it’s gentle pallor

So delicate

This brand new flower

 

But a cold frost passes by

Sears that flower

So, it dies

Brown and dark and shrivelled

Life once strong

Now dead and withered

 

Brutally murdered

Love is gone.

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s