The Withered Flower
Within The Lonely Garden
Although The Flower Seemed Capable
Inept It Became
Showering
Within The Darkness
Although The Flower Seemed Confident
Afraid The Flower Became
Of The Corruption
In Which It Lathers
You See
Something As Simple As A Flower
Is The Most Complex of All
Thrashing Inside Your Eyes
And As The Flower Takes Its Leave
Worrisome You Become
Unable To Think Your Clear Thoughts
And As The Sun Begins Its Descent
Unto This Poor Heartless World
Surrounded By Regret & Betrayal
Why As I Live & Breathe
My Poor Old Withered Flower
Leaning It Began
Into Its Withered Garden
& As It Lays Under The Sun As It Gravitates Towards This Lonely Earth
History
My Withered Flower Became
About the Creator
Jamal Hamadani
I Will Become The Worlds Most Amazing Poet
And I Will Change The World
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