I planted a seed
once
nurtured it and let
it grow
Leaves made it
beautiful
never imagined it’s
brow
The seed was now
fully ready
never thought what’s
it
I think it was an
idea
idea that was always
in the mind
The more it grow,the
more I grow
it needed just a
flint of ice
I have planted it, I
need to use it
It’s me that
should pay the price
It was once grown
but not attended
may grow to light or
dark
The thoughts behind
it was pure
it was always the
right
It was my point of
start
it made me regret
for sure
No more seeds of
unknown thoughts
that made me feel
guilt later
It was short of love
and unhappiness
but I wasn’t
stopping for less
I can but still grow
another seed
but this one with
good thoughts
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