A flower fell in love with a bird once.
Every morning started with a chirpy hello.
Flutter of wings
As the bird flew down to the ground.
The Flower would blossom.
Blooming with contentment.
Radiant and beautiful than the Sun
The bird would praise her.
Conversations and dreams
Shared between the two
From the Orange of dawn
To the purples of dusk.
As the sun went down
The Flower would sigh and
watch the bird spread its beautiful wings
Fly away, high into the sky.
Left behind on the ground.
The Flower would wonder
What it would be like
To be together forever.
The night spent twisting in wait.
The Flower would be awake
With the first ray of light
To hear the the most beautiful sound
Of its beloved bird coming down.
Sometimes the bird would stop by
Just to tell the Flower not to wait.
He was going flying with mates
The return might be very late.
The bird would then spread its wings
And soar high above somewhere
Leaving the Flower behind.
Wondering why she was here not there.
The Flower envied the bird’s wings
Jealous, for they took him away from her.
While all she had were petals
Bht what could they bring?
Other flowers warned this wouldn’t end well Reveling in their time
Cherishing the days they spent together.
She paid them no heed.
It couldn’t last forever she knew
When season changes, Birds migrate
With promises of meeting again
The bird flew faraway.
Winter came, And the flower waited
Searching the skies for
Glimpse of wings somewhere up high.
But time waits for no one.
Wanting to say goodbye
She tore up her petals
Sending them one by one in hope
Trusting the wind to send them high.
When Spring came, The Bird returned
But soon learned that Winter had taken the Flower with her.
The Bird sighed and once again, spread its beautiful wings and never returned.
As years went by
The orchard echoed with whispers of the Forbidden tale, of the
Flower That fell In love with a bird once.
Love,
Manal
😍
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This is so beautiful, so lovely, so pungent with passion and sorrow. Well done.
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Thankyou so much
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Welcome
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Oscar Wilde
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I’m sorry I didn’t understand why you mentioned Wilde.
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Very similar to the start of one of his short stories
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Really? I haven’t read it to be honest.
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Sorry. I am a bit abstract sometimes and energy can get up. Don’t mean to be rude or a smartass. Long long day day and over the years when I work like this I get more aware the more tired I get. Nearly 2 decades of not drinking or anything else I feel like I will live to about 300 on good food, air, and good people to talk with and take care of.
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Normal is overrated. I like abstract. Anything that triggers to use the brain a little.
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Hope its been a good week. Moon going into Cancer. Mercury retro… community glitches and misunderstandings 🦊♌
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It was a good week!
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It’s a good gig so far tonight. Our mate tried to close the haunt but 2 years of a lease to see what we can do
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This was lovely indeed, the kind of love that you “root” for but know it’s not meant to fly. Love the feeling in this write, straight from the heart.
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Thank you so much. I love how you referenced root n fly with your comment. Clever.
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Thanks. I loved your post period. 🙂
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Haha thanks 😊
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You’re very welcome.
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heart touching manal,you reflevcted the love stories that are happening in present world.when they have to chose between l9ove and goals,its tough for them.some move away
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Yes, the sad reality. Thank you Kalyan.
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do you have this kind of experiences or what
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I think we all experience this in our lives. First loves. What about you?
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First love,,hmm..good word..I have crushes every day..but no loves …even you are also my crush
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I’m your crush? Cz of my writing?
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Hahah..oh my god..are you serious…then I will take back that statement
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You said I’m your crush.
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Yeah..like many..suppose the way your hair reside on one side of your shoulder,when you’r hand supporting that chin,and small smile from.lips like ray from clouds,and glittery eyes..and the word which matches the beautiful face and heart..Soo can anyone do not have crush on you…
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Wow. That’s very poetic. Thanks
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Yeah…only one dp you have..soo I have to impress my crush..by the way you are not the only crush..there are many😝😆😆😆😆😝
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Haha yeah yeah I got the message.
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Hmmm…if you keep new do I will try to again impress my crush😛😛😛😛
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This is soo lovely …..the imagery is dazzling 😍
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Thank you so much
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Wow! that’s so delicately drafted.. Simply beautiful! Loved it.
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Thank you so much.
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Oh, so beautiful! Brings back memories of a lost love…
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A tender reminder. Sigh*
Thank you 😊
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Beautifully written, one could feel the love, anticipation and heartbreak. It brought back memories of first loves lost. Well done!
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Aw thank you so much.
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A lovely and very touching piece.
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Thanks you Anne xx
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This was so beautiful, I was hooked till the end. Such lovely rhythm and passion.
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Thankyou so much
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You are very welcome.
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😊😊
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Have a wonderful day. Thanks again 😄😻
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Same to you 😊
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You weaved a beautiful rhyming story with your words Manal. Initially it made me think about how women stay at home while men go out to fly for their professional goals and fly to go out with their friends. How they stay in love despite the different worlds they live in of the different ways in which world treats them. The kids being the petals that they have adding meaning to the life a flower. Though the change of weather and loosing a loved one ended my stream of thoughts. A beautiful story weaved in very few words.
Happy blogging !!
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Thank you 😊😊
Even the kids leave one day. So that is one way to look at it. The thing about love is it’s very relatable in every form.
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Can’t agree more
It’s a universal emotion!!
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Indeed it is.
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Awesm
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Thanks
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A beautiful tale told in your words. Feel of the ancient writers in these words. A wonderful write.
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Thank you so much.
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You are welcome. A amazing poem.
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
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That is so kind of you. Thank you.
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Good words need to be read by more people.
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This is amazing! So touching and filled with emotion.
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Thank you so much.
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Love it
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Thankyou
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That’s very imaginative, are the drawings yours by the way?
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Thanks. No the drawing isn’t mine
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aww, if it was yours I was gonna ask a favour :D. I can’t draw a thing.
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Beautifully drawn and written.
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Outstanding
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