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Tulip blooms, she smiles
The pebbles cemented into the sidewalk
And why didn't we notice it earlier

Tulip blooms, he smiles
Piles of tulips in deep lilac

His sentiment to her.
His private messages delivered to her heart 
Thank the tulips for all they do.

Tulips blooms, she smiles
When these fragrances reminded her
Tulip blooms, he smiles
Leaning on his solo path.

Spring is here.
A symbol in the journey they take
a petal for each milestone

Tulip blooms, she smiles.
Tulip blooms, he smiles
A swap role in each chapter they make

Who is trying to save them,
really, who is it? If Tulips were fragile,
like them too?
By Angel.XJ 29/01/2020
you
I talk to God about you
I ask Him how He created you
Someone as nearly perfect
To be living in such a fragile world
With a heart too pure for it.
I thank Him for having me cross your path
And every night, I have prayed for you.
you are wonderful
Rebecca Jan 2020
I am a fragile shard of glass.
Rigid on all sides.
Ready to hurt what comes next.
But, what you haven't seen is me at my full masterpiece.
Fully pieced together and showing the beauty of the world.
Someone broke me, though.
Shattered me.
Now,
I am just a fragile shard of glass.
Ready to scar what first scarred me.
zane Jan 2020
i am.
like an old porcelain doll
cracked.
i don't want to be dropped
I'll shatter,
pieces all over the floor.
on a shelf i sit
next to others sitting pretty
in dresses and makeup
looking like people they aren't.
i am quiet but honest
because i need protecting.
i know where i've been recently
i've been covered in dust
sitting alone
in a room with no one to hold me.
pushing myself off the shelf,
allowing the cracks to move
across my
body.
Mystic Ink Plus Jan 2020
Was it a destiny
Or a coincidence?
To cast away
Womb of hope
Everytime
Little by little

Till zeal is lost
Till the faith is blur
Till numbness felt
Till heavy breaths
Till one is cold
When nothing repairs
And the soul is dead

Little by little
Nothing remains
No one to blame
And the Time said
I will never be
The same
With emptiness
Genre: Dark Abstract
Theme: When nothing matters
Muiruri gathairu Jan 2020
I am the debris floating on calm waters wondering when the next storm will be
And when it does finally come like am sure it will
will I end up at the bottom of the sea
Or maybe a new day I will get to see
harley jane Dec 2019
His arms wrap around
My fragile and worn-out soul
So that I can rest.
Lauren Pascual Dec 2019
#1
hi.

if you're reading this,
(well i hope you're reading this)
i miss your warm and tight hugs
and i'm sorry if my words have caused you so much pain.
i didn't mean to, i swear... i didn't mean to.

i'm in deep pain, please understand me.
i'm fragile, handle me gently.
i'm weak and vulnerable... you see, but patience my love
soon, we'll get through all this.
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