It was one spring morning when the flowers were still succumb in the cradle of their bud... birds chirped...?

the first songs of the day


butterflies danced with


the flickering light of the sun


peeping from the leaves


of the elder Oak


as the breeze whispers


through sweet sage


of morning dews.....


a harmonious perfection


til came the day has passed





nightfall calls....


and as i fell into deep slumber


i have indulged myself


to the sweetest dreams....


came pursuing of something


seems cannot be seen





it wasn't for me....





but still....


i forged through the darkest


of nightmares to seek


a path were flowers bloom


but never under the Moon....





and so as time aged....


a tingling sensation in my heart


tells me....





...tears will fall soon


upon cascading memories


of flowers that danced with the sun....





and with my last breath


i struggle to free myself


from the cold embrace


of dreams


that was never meant for me....





and as i look back....





...i long for that special spring morning when the flowers were in bloom....





and so....





...do you often stop and remind yourself to look at the flowers?

It was one spring morning when the flowers were still succumb in the cradle of their bud... birds chirped...?
Wonderfully written. Beautiful poem, Mek.








Stop to smell the flowers, but do it before they're pollinated.
Reply:All my senses get satisfaction from flowers. Their colours, their texture, and their scent awaken my most precious childhood memories... I was born in a house with a big flowery garden you see....
Reply:Nightmares curse unresting, and fling this weary mind into the snare of a wicked one who has forgotten the pleasant aroma, sweet beauty and allure of flower petals, the exhilaration of Spring sunshine. Her soul is laid to unrest these many years, only to liven at night, where I guard one flower near.
Reply:Very Beautiful, Mek!!!


I do stop and admire the flowers and all of God's beauty...just not enough...thanks for reminding me...I promise to do this more.
Reply:i always do and they remind me of wht a beautiful and special person you are ...
Reply:I try and gather my rose bud while I may but it is cold outside and it's mot even May.
Reply:Beautiful!!!!! Absolutely beautiful!!


I try to look everday!!
Reply:I admire the beauty that is often taken for granted.


I admire your beautiful soul as well.


Thank you Mek.
Reply:Whoa...who knew? Pretty awesome.....
Reply:yes,often,and that is very deep.encore!
Reply:My most cherished memories are the ones when I stopped to look at the flowers. Honestly, I dont think I do that as much anymore...shame.