Bloodflowers

Some people are so frail that they self-destruct and bleed,

they pull you in seductively, only to mislead.

Restless souls are hard to handle, still you want to try,

is it the magic in their eyes, a spell you can't defy.

You step into the wilderness to tame a roaring beast,

will you find it from its hiding place and lure it out at least.

Just when you think the battle's won the beast tears you apart,

bloodflowers are too poisonous, they wreak havoc on your heart.

Reviews

[InkAndScrolls]

Wow. I really love the simplicity yet deepness of your writing. It really almost has a healing style. Thank you for this.

[Karoline Lesande]

Thank you for reading ツ

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Whoa, second poem of yours I've read. I see this has the same talent I saw in the other. I really like your manner of writing. It speaks volumes with simple words. Tyfs

[Karoline Lesande]

Thanks for reading :)

[Vertigo Cat1111]

A great poem! The rhyming was great and what you wrote about is very true. Sometimes they'll change and sometimes they'll never change. I really enjoyed the line about self-destructing too, it really caught my eye and pulled me into the poem. Great job! (:

[Karoline Lesande]

Mostly never...Thanks for reading Colacat!

[Chris Shaw]

Some spirits can:t be caged, they can't be grounded. You have to accept them for what they are. Sometimes they may linger for quite awhile before they seek other resting places. Great write. Inspirational poetry.

Chris

[Karoline Lesande]

So true. Thanks for reading Chris :)