My Daffodil πΌ
Don't Shatter, HIS Heart....π
...But take...MY Beam, πβοΈβοΈπ³
Confiscate My Laughs and Thrills, βΉοΈ
Scatter MY Parts...β±οΈπ¨
...Over Jaded Green's...ππ₯
Just...
...Spare, my Lovely Daffodil's, ππΌ
Don't Rip HIS Verses! πβ‘οΈπ
But Burn....MY Words, π₯π
Thieve My Books...and Snap the Quill, πππ€
Drag ME, to the Surface...πββοΈ
...Like a Worm...to the Birds, π¦
Just...
...Leave the Roots, Of My Daffodil, βοΈππΌ
Make MY Neck the Red One! βοΈβπ
Work ME...to the Bone! π©
Crow! ...as I Wrestle....
...your Tasks and Drill's, π
But may You be Led From...π£
...The Dirt that is Home...π±π±
...To the Glow soaked Petals...Of my Daffodil, ππ»
Mock ME...All You like, π
Come Tarnish my Poems! πππ€£
Rotten my Gift...βοΈ
...My Craft, My Skill...π
Just...
Don't Block the Light...π₯
...So that Darkness is thrown...π
On the Blossom that is....
My Daffodil, π»
Instead,
Keep him Warm! π
With Space to Grow,
Freeze ME, with Painful Drafts and Chills, π¨βοΈ
Lead ME to Your Storm, πͺ
Your Tempest and More...π
Just...
Leave...my Graceful Daffodil, ππ»
For yes I'll Sway...
...Between your Thorns, π«
While Reaching out, I'll Ask for Pills....ππ
But at least...this Way,
Your nettled horns...πΏ
Won't meet my Lovely Daffodil, π»
I Doubt you not...
...But let him be, π
Turn on ME your Wrath to Kill, π€
I'll take your Shots...π₯π«
If it Sets Free....π
...My sweet, My Love....
My Daffodil.π»
Leave ME to Rot...π₯
...In endless Toil,
Show me Broken Paths and Hills, πΊ
Just trample not...π
...the precious Soil...
Where Lives my Golden Daffodil! π»
Live Forever.
Your poem is quite the novel prose. For a very special one I suppose. To him you gift your inspiration. And for us a delightful creation. Thank you kindly for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
your poem is really meaningful and creative, and I like it. can you read my poem " l seek a friend" . thank you