Storm

A flower being able to bloom is parallel to our ability to be happy.

Somedays the flower gets the right amount of water, others not so much.

For people thats the right amount of teasing and fun, or to much teasing and not enough fun.

Which is the same as the day the rain pours, water over flows and the flower struggles. 

To people the water pouring is the sadness overflowing.

Over flowing our mind with thoughts, overwhelming us in the crowds of people we otherwise call our friends, our family.

Teased, bullied, sometimes even from the ones we love.

The flower loves rain, even depends on it.

Water droplets slide down the pedals, just like the tears of those suffering,

but don't forget to make more friends, soulmates and to be happy.

Always remember that even if it seems there is no one who loves you, 

you can always love yourself.

Beware though, as a storm will always come, even if only for a moment.

Author's Note

reposting an improved version

Reviews

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This was very awesome. I guess for me it reminded me of the sowers seed in the bible in a way. But in a deep glare you added more and I like that:)

[Carolynn]

I like the analogy you use in this poem. With just the right amount of water each of us can bloom into our beautiful selves and I believe there is beauty even in a dandelion. When a person is bullied it's best to try to avoid those types of people if possible and keep a positive mind - don't let them beat down your spirit because you and only you are in control of that - good message!