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Fragile Flower

where sunlight softly spills,

By Moharif YuliantoPublished about a month ago 2 min read
Fragile Flower
Photo by Darren Bockman on Unsplash

A whisper in the garden, where sunlight softly spills,

A fragile flower blossoms, with beauty that enthralls.

Petals soft and papery, in hues of pink and white,

A fleeting masterpiece, bathed in morning light.

Its stem, a slender thread, sways gently in the breeze,

A silent prayer for calmness, amidst the rustling trees.

Diamonds of morning dew, cling to its fragile form,

Sparkling like a teardrop, weathering the approaching storm.

The fragile flower yearns for sun, to nourish and to thrive,

But fears the scorching heat, that could leave it barely alive.

Each ray of golden sunshine, brings life and vibrant bloom,

But too intense, it withers, succumbing to its doom.

Fragile beauty mirrored, in a young and tender heart,

Innocence and wonder, at life's very start.

Open to the world around, with trust in every eye,

Unaware of shadows, that lurk beneath the sky.

A love, a fragile blossom, nurtured with kind care,

A gentle touch, a whispered word, a love beyond compare.

But harsh winds of misunderstanding, can cause the petals tear,

Leaving a wounded heart, with a love beyond repair.

The weight of expectation, a burden hard to bear,

Can crush the fragile spirit, leaving emptiness to stare.

Words like stones can shatter, dreams that once took flight,

Leaving a fragile flower, lost in endless night.

The sting of disappointment, a thorn that pierces deep,

Leaving scars of doubt, where once sweet visions sleep.

But even in the brokenness, a strength may yet reside,

A resilience hidden deep, where beauty can't be denied.

Like the fragile flower, that bends against the storm,

Yet straightens with the sunlight, weathered but still warm.

The heart, though broken, can mend and bloom anew,

With time and gentle lessons, stronger, braver, true.

The fragile flower teaches, a valuable life's decree,

Beauty can be fleeting, but strength lies hidden deep within thee.

To cherish every moment, the sunshine and the rain,

For even in fragility, a lasting beauty remains.

So let the fragile flower, a symbol brightly shine,

Of resilience and of hope, a power truly divine.

To weather life's harsh storms, and blossom evermore,

A fragile beauty cherished, forever to adore.


About the Creator

Moharif Yulianto

a freelance writer and thesis preparation in his country, youtube content creator, facebook

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarranabout a month ago

    This had to much of emotion to it. Loved your poem!

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