BARREN LAND OF FLOWERS

1] I was the bellwether of my bleakness , 

isolating myself in a bell jar of my banality

bereaving & bewailing , my blights ,my life

cutting my flowers & my forests of be someone`s ungrateful wife 

2] I am a barren land of flowers 

bleeding my way to death & despair 

bereft on the staircases of my unexplored veneer 

seeing my welfare, turned up against myself in a warfare 

a death cold stare , thin air , rust turned ceiling of yesteryears

wishing I could also annihilate my way up , by being this insincere

3] once I will die

you all would realize

I bled my soul on paper

I bled my existence on vellums

I bled my what ifs like I was born for this

& wrote verses worth of seven haunting lives

till your gazette would press me , against my oppresses

but I would have left , my parchment on pining , in excesses

 

 

4] a master takes birth often

a mastermind in years

one of a kind in a decade

a nonpareil in a century  

 

5] wishful living , wishful dying

all my forebears ,

 upcycled my endevours of fateful trying

beguiling the impulsivity of illicit dreams

be my forever , be my company ,

 be my friend , be my agony

my lover , be my tragedy ,

once in a while ,make my life worthwhile

6) I was a barren land ,

 you planted your flowers on me ,

 then fired me to fuel me , 

 to belittle me ,  to rule me

To consume me, to fool me

I was once barren land 

Where you planted your leftovers on me

To forget me, to forge me 

Asking me for apologies, 

To forgive you, to love you

Like it was that easy

Making me feel uneasy

I was once a barren land

Now I am desolated , frosted 

Your flowers has dried, 

your seeds are unwatered and unwanted

Just like my existence, 

just like my life

I was once a barren land 

Now I have grown my flowers,

with thorns, that cuts like knife...