Garden Of Oddities

And mum told me I couldn't write.

Almost shining like a bolt of lightning,

She stands among blackened, broken roses

Wishing silently for a voice to sing

Before the garden finally closes

Drinking sweet nectar from flowers so sweet

Hoping for vitality and new life

Only wakened without love's bitter treat

A longing for no pain, or lovely strife

She walks across crystal glass so daintily

A garden of oddities, magical

Broken away, a gentle tragedy

Waiting for her posture to fail, to fall

Causing a gripping death, she is crying

Only to kiss a rose, the thorns' lying

Author's Note

I had to write this in front of her for her to believe I could write. :P In her face!

Reviews

[rwar ish me]

tis is very nice,
I really like this piece.
You should write a poem fer meh >.<
lol but its a very nice poem

[Shattered Dreams]

What kind of mother doesn't support her child in their passion? Yeah, in her face, this is amazing! Well done!

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

I loved this poem! You did a good job. Why wouldn't your mother believe in your own abilities? This write was fantastic and descriptive. I can imagine the character. This was a great write. Thanks for sharing. :D