Out Of Concrete Poem by Elder Koff
Out Of Concrete
Out of concrete
Out of concrete
I grew out as a rose
With damage petals
Bloomed are my flowers
Spiky are my thorns
Waiting to prick.
Out of concrete
I broke dormancy
Turns into a dicot
Followed the light
Till here I am again
Making food.
Out of concrete
My roots searched
The deeper the deep
The deeper the knowledge
of concrete
I bloomed my flower
With damage petals
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Write comment. Such a nice start with a lovely poem, Elder. Thanks for sharing.