Flowers in the Darkness

Praise to people who don't hide beneath their sheets,
and those who grow in shadow, that's quite a feat...
Why do people seem to think we dream stupid things,
and believe we're weak, as we unite to beat the means.
And through our dreams shaped strange motions and things,
but we secretly banded together, so we could beat the mean.
Come on people...

"A" is not just a letter, but a defining term,
it's more like our story revealed in a single word.
It separates us from others, tells us of one.....
because single isn't lonely, if you shun the sun.

A light shone, leaves turned, but we remain the same,
go ahead and say we're strange, we too feel your pain.
We're the little man who learned to never really let go,
and discard trendy clothes, not following the media echo.

Me? I'm like Poe, or comparable to even Van Gogh,
you can call me crazy, but that's just an incognito.


We'll never stop existing, though no one had to tell us to start...
this is this poem's final copy, but still a rough draft to my heart.

Another hit

excellent hun...i could read your poetry all the time...

good, more to come

lol...wahoo!!!

(im such a dork for saying wahoo...but i dont care )

Magnificant

Isnt it???

This was a nice way to end an afternoon, reading this poem.

thanks u everyone for the feedback