The Orchid That Never Loved Poem by Raheem Lyttle Kiyaga

The Orchid That Never Loved



As she stared other flowers
Visited and pollinated,
Her bright petals were slowly wilting,
Yearning for that drone
To bite on her in a bathetic way
She always wished.

Drone swam came along,
But never really wanted
Her for long,
Was it her that always went so wrong?
Waste away to become weak and lose vitality,
The borogoves and mome raths outgribing,
As only erroneous wail and thoughts,
Did gyre and gymble her bright petals.

Her damaged petals couldn't
Take much more hurt and pain,
Did she deserved to have
Her own dreams slane?

Eyes filled with grief,
Heart filled with mimy and sorrow,
She'd chant the same old love song,
Waste away to become weak
And lose vitality,
Resigning herself to the fact
That he may never come along.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Love is a mosaic of pleasure and pain -grief is an interval between two moments of joy. Peace is the interlude between two wars. You have no rose without a thorn; the diligent picker will avoid the pricks and gather the flower. There is no bee without the sting; cleverness consists in gathering the honey nevertheless
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