Dark Flowers Poem by Emily Slm

Spreading dark flowers,
that blossom in the night,
creating an array of colorful doom.

Life is as fragile,
as blue roses in bloom.
Petals can fall,
so easily.

Wading in the darkness.
Nothing can be seen.
Cheating death,
is a naughty thing to do.

the lilies in this pond,
do not grow on life,
instead lies,
pain and misery.

Spreading dark flowers,
that blossom in the night,
creating an array of colorful doom.