Please Rose, Bloom

Please rose, bloom.

But the rose lies there withering in the orchard.

The sun beams bright on it

And the gentle rains nourish it

But its stem hunches in decadence

As though a windy darkness

Covers all of the light.

I water the rose and tender its soil

But it just continues to wither.

I watch its luster leaves shrivel.

I watch its smooth lavender petals

fade into brittle spotty auburn

Tears of petals lie scattered on the ground

My rose is dying.

Please rose, bloom.

I beg u, don’t leave me.

Stop crying away your beautiful petals.

The petals blow in the directions of my window sill.

I keep an empty vase inside my window.

The vase is for a blossom not yet seen.

I hope to one day find such flower and delicately place it inside.

The rose sits in the orchard.

Although it blows toward the window sill, I do not let it in.

It is not the flower for my vase.

Please rose, bloom. 

I buy it special fertilizer

And whisper gentle music to help it grow.

I spend all day watching over it

And all night thinking of ways to make it better.

But, nothing I do works.

It still withers and cries petals towards my window sill.

I cannot let it in my vase.

I love the rose dearly

I want to keep it in the orchard.

But it continues to die.

No matter what I do,

All it wants is to be in the vase of my window sill.
And that's what's killing it. 

The rose is now almost dead.

I love the rose too much to let it die.

There is nothing more that I can do.

My presence coupled with my empty vase

has led to its brittle lusterless withering.

I must leave the rose alone.

Good-bye my sweet rose.

I will never forget you.

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Love Lost: Looking for a love to take my breath away

You ever lost something, so you spent all day looking for it

And  then you couldn’t even find it in the day time, so you’re up all night searching every place you had gone to

Prying your fingers through every nook and cranny, ever couch cushion, every drawer, every pocket, every place, everywhere trying to find it

And then you couldn’t find it at night time, so you can barely sleep in the wee hours  of the morning

mind racing cold sweats mixed with heat flashes tossing and turning wondering where you could have left it, and then you close your eyes and its right there like you always had it, and it feels so real

But then you open your eyes and its not there, you just had a dream

And then you wonder if it was all a dream..like an inception wondering if you ever had it

Maybe you never had it
See, I can’t find love

I really have looked everywhere for it

And at times I feel like I found it

But then I didn’t

I think love is the greatest treasure in all the land
I would cross the seven seas

Through a tumultuous freeze

Then trudge through snow above my knees

On over 10 odysseys

THROUGH AIR SO THIN I CAN HARDLY BREATHE!

To find a love that would take my last bits of breath away

A pirate in search of love except my name won’t be Captain Ahab, Captain  Morgan, or Captain Sparrow

My name will be Captain Hook

Because 1) once I get a hold of love I will never ever let it go and

2) Once Peter green with envy pipes

Me and my love would waltz like Disney and live happily ever after

And the only way you would know about it is cause Tinkerbell told you

And at that moment  you would know that it was just a fairy tale

As a little boy, lying in bed, I was told not to believe in fairy tales

Such a belief is toothless, like pulling teeth piece by piece and placing them under a pillow

There’s not even a dime of truth under it

So, maybe its just me

Maybe love is running away from me

Maybe that’s why when I think I’ve found it it

It runs away, and the girl who I thought had it

Scoffs me off like the perfect college loan; no interest

Or maybe love just purposely hides from me,

So the girl that has it is someone I don’t know or would never expect

Not even in my wildest dreams

And no matter how many books I read, degrees I get, I can’t outsmart love

No matter how much I spend on movies, dinner, chocolates, and flowers, I can’t buy love

No matter how many pushups, pull-ups, plyometrics, and pilates I do, I never look sexy enough for love

And no matter how kind, courteous, caring, considerate, and compassionate I am, I’m never a good enough person for love

So, I give up…..love you win

You’re so lost that I don’t even know if you’re there anymore

But if you are there, then  you win

YOU WIN

I can’t look for you anymore because deep down you have to want to be found

You have to want to love me

So, I’m going to wait, and I know you’ll be the good thing that comes to me

And when you come I promise that it will be the happiest day of your life

Because our love (together) will create a new verb that words can’t describe

That even the angels and spirits in heaven

 When they see us, will TELL GOD

THAT THEY ARE JEALOUS OF OUR LOVE