A Poem by GeorgiaR

Train Writing Session (2)

Sometimes, I deflower petals.
Everyone says that it ruins my garden.
And it might. 
But, not as much as you did. 
I was stupid, aren't all young people in love?
I was stupid to think that I was the only flower you were plucking petals from. 
Was she a Rose, a Lilly, or a Petunia?
I wasn't any of them, I was a fruit-tree.
And you took all the sweetness from my fruit.
You've left me rotten and bitter.
No one will eat me any more.
But, I'm still watching, hoping that you get cut by her thorns.
I thought you were dirt. Helping me grow.
Because, isn't that where all of us start?
I keep a fence around my seeds now.
Barbed wire. 
No one will dig me out, and grab my roots.
I will not sit on another woman window ledge waiting for you to see me. 
I will refuse to drink that water, and deflower myself.
I will become nothing but a dying bud.
Sometimes, I deflower petals.
You say that will ruin your flower collection.
And it did.

© 2017 GeorgiaR

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I think there is always someone out there willing to eat you - regardless. But it'll only be a one night stand as long as this 'other' person looms so large in the thoughts.

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Added on June 4, 2017
Last Updated on June 4, 2017
Tags: love, romance, drama, poetry, spoken-word, child, flowers, women, cheating, dirt, rose, lilly



Cheshire, Cheshire, United Kingdom

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