Love As A Flower Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
Love As A Flower
I loved you once
But like a flower bloom
The scent, at first, is so intoxicating
That it becomes an addiction
However, eventually, the flower begins to rot
And the perfume develops to be a foul thing
That it must be thrown into the compost heap
As it is forgotten until I wash the smell
Out of the vase
Then you are remembered
And the love dies
O' how I loved you once
Beautiful poem about true love, with great melancholy and honesty, it becomes true heart=wrenching poem. Top Marks and toMyFavourites. TFS, dear LeeAnn.
Old must die to give place to new. Beautifully crafted poem. Nice share.
Sad but realistic. Every beautiful thing has to die. Flowers and love are similar, beautiful but delicate. They can either easily.
Within love there is a renewable mechanism.... Thanks for sharing with us.
Love remains like vase and fragrance comes and goes like freshness everyday.
Temporary love is infatuation, it does fade with time like the flowers you mentioned. A bold take on Love. Full *****
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 11:26:56 PM # 1.0.0
Vase. A nice metaphor. Holds emptiness within