you are not a flower , and you'll never be one.
I know who you are.
You're the most beautiful creature that God ever made.
You are the offspring of love.
Your beauty doesn't fade.
You're once a seed,
Once molded by sun and shower
By then, you're freed,
And they've said you're worst to be a flower.
As the time came, You gained ages.
You hide and grow some edges.
Others mock you.
Others laugh at you.
Others asked you why
But you gave nothing but a sigh.
You turn your back.
Your thorns were your cover.
Inside the cave,
Away from the other.
I know how you felt
being different from a few;
but being different
Means something new.
The way you tucked yourself into darkness.
The way you feared the beam.
The way you forget what is happiness.
The way how badly you wanted to scream.
Yet, you know no one will listen.
Does no one dare to stare?
How you are beaten?
For who the hell cares?
You thought that the world cursed you.
And cure can't mend.
Everyone left you,
and silence was your only friend.
You hated the world,
Even your birth.
But you realize that you are rooted.
To the depth of earth.
There are always two options for you.
Either stepping out
Or let the darkness claim you.
If you choose the cave over sunshine,
it'll paste your roots into metals.
But if you forgive sunshine,
It'll color your petals.
Come out slowly;
and watch the world welcoming your return.
It'll fulfill the feeling ;
more than Being reborn.
Let the universe Show,
And watch you grow
That even you are rooted
You flow.
And now you'll realize;
that they are all correct.
yes you're no better than any flower that has more room;
because you are a garden where flowers bloom.
2 am poetry for people who don't know their worth
you are not a flower :)
all drawings are original 