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So I guess I'll post one....
Why do I see an empty garden when I look through my window?*
where are the flowers?*
I know I planted seeds.*
What did I forget to do?*
I gave it sunshine.
*I gave it what they say it needs.*
I still give it what it needs.*
Still no flowers. Not even a bud.
Did I not give it enough care?
Or did I give it too much?
*Should I just give it more time?
*Why don't I see any flowers in my garden after I gave it so much love?*
That's really beautiful. I love the metaphor that you used for it.
That's really beautiful.
Thanks for sharing. Its so beautiful.What about this......
Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?
The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He may still leave thy garland green.
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Love this.
What about this:
Yo yo yo I borrowed a poem
made it appear like I can moan
so that its beautiful and sweet
when in fact it's not my word
I stole the thoughts
that makes me a turd.
*I really hate when someone presents a poem as if it was their own creation and without giving credit where credit is due.
Umm mine was original...well I hope it is, for one I do not read poetry so I doubt I could have ripped off another poem. However, I am a rock musician, only song that is close is empty garden by Elton John, but that song is about the death of John Lennon and all the flowers, songs etc.., that will never grow. Obviously mine is about all the effort put into a relationship, all the love and time, but in the end you have nothing, not a flower not even a bud, hope, just dirt when you look out your window, future, wow I realize how depressing it is now....lol
Actually reading that other poem I realize mine is amateur...haha it's ok I can put mine to music with 2 key changes and 3 different time sigs..blah :-)