Crushed

He saw a beautiful garden Colourful flowers Pleasant fragrances He inspected every flower Down to minute details Strived to find perfection At long last, he found two A red Rose and An orange Lily Fascinated with the Rose He returned to the garden Every day to look at the Rose He had to see the Rose Inhale its fragrance Admire its beauty He was obsessed with the Rose Too much to the point that He destroyed it He plucked the Rose Pulled out its petals Crushed them in his palm Let it drop to the ground Stomped on them Its fragrance still lingered On his palm mixed With his blood from Being injured by The thorns of the Rose Nonchalantly He moved on to the Lily The Lily was safe He wasn't obsessed with it Learned from the mistake That happened with the Rose He wouldn't let it repeat with the Lily He then had the audacity To return to the Rose Picked its petals from the ground Tried to turn it into a bloom again But what's done was done The Rose would never be whole again And it would never be his __________________________________________ Thank you so much for reading this! 🥰 If you liked my writing, please leave a comment, click the heart and subscribe for free! You might enjoy this as well: