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Strolling in a labyrinth of bleeding hearts
with ghost orchids whispering forget-me-not.

Along a path paved with celestites,
the Queen of the Night unfurls by the labradorites,
with the crown carried by Firecrests,
as Lorikeets glide beneath the sky, enthralled
by the harmonious rhapsodies of the nightingale.

The sanctum — a rosette of Angel's trumpets,
alluring Snowy Egrets as Snowdrops embrace the sunset.
This is a symphony of Birds, flowers and rare stones.
Kira 3d
Purple Petals

Summer at last
It's almost already gone past
Flowers still in bloom
Here's a purple one just for you.

I'll place it here just for you
Hoping it calls to you
Will you come visit me soon?
It could even be at noon.

Summer sweet tea
Just the way you like it
I'll pour you a glass
If I can just ask,

How have you been?
It is bright and sunny?
I hope it's filled with laughter and your favorite flavored honey

Or maybe that sweet candy coffee you'd make
In that green cup you'd never forget to take
It still sits there
Maybe not where you left it

But I made sure I kept it.
I use it as a vase
For the flowers in my garden
Reserving it for the purple ones

Because I know it's your favorite color
And now it's mine too
It makes me feel so close to you

Purple petals cover the ground
All the hues, make me miss you
I just wish I didn't dismiss you
Because I didn't know how much time we had left

Now I can only move forward
Towards the sun, remembering to have fun
For you, dear mother.
A tribute to my mother.
When I met her
the flowers gave me my lines,
my world rippled new colors,
and words called to me
from the sun, moon, and stars.
Simply put.
Arii 5d
It’s so much easier to like
Them
Isn’t it?

Much more convenient
For you
To walk away from me

And make up

A million

And one

Excuses
Why you need to leave.

Would it really hurt you more
Than me
To tell me in my face that

It’s so much easier to like
Them

Isn’t it?
Zywa 5d
Scents so sweet and soft,

drifting through the stone city:


sidewalk gardens bloom.
Collection "WoofWoof"
ombre 7d
Flowers slowly grow up my throat,
  as blood dribbles down my chin,
      and thorns squeeze my aching heart.
           But it's alright, because it's for him.

           And as I lie in the dirt, crying,
       I reminisce about everything
   for I know that I will die
In this garden of unsaid things
I actually wrote a fic on ao3 abt this. If anyone is interested it's called "Garden of Unsaid Things"
Sophia Jul 23
My heart aches
pain spilling over
watering the plants
that grow in the dirt above you
as flowers do sprout

I pick them
you never were a fan
of how they swayed gently in the wind
tethered by roots to the ground
you preferred to move wild and free
and though your body can no more,
I feel your soal with me
so I do run along with you
mysterie Jul 23
lillies.
they're pretty.

i see them
on my morning walks --
they adorn the footpath.

im about to buy some
in a boquet,
tied in with some tulips
and leaves as spacers.

they're for my new partner.

but whenever i see
these lillies,
i can only
think
of
you.

maybe because your essence
was just like the lily's --
you were elegant,
compassionate,
and you loved everyone
with the biggest
heart and smiles.

i know its wrong,
to still think of you.

but these lillies --
they're everywhere i go.
i wouldn't take it as a sign
but i know it means
something.

i shouldn't be buying these
for my new partner,
she isn't elegant
like you,
or have a big smile
like you did,
so why do i buy them?
or walk the same footpath
every morning
just
to
see
them?

i don't know.
date wrote: ???
nicole Jul 22
And what of a flower
whose petals fall in a sacrificial ritual
to make room for new ones to grow
July 16, 2025
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