She Is the Dead Flower
SHE IS THE DEAD FLOWER
Flush off my call tariffs,
Meticulously analyse both halves,
technically halt all the texts
and see who calls first.
It's not a game of checks,
don't be oblivious of your integrity,
her attitude is your definition of pretty.
Stop watering for awhile,
If she refuses to ask you why
then you've just discovered
how much spiked & disflowered
your own flower is becoming;
A dead flower you've been watering,
Inefficacious & nugatory catering.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Form: Sonnet/Rhymes
Copyright© March 23rd, 2021.
Copyright © Victor Immanuel | Year Posted 2021
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