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Best Poems Written by Floral Flowers

Below are the all-time best Floral Flowers poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Dangerous Guns

Home is where the radio is
Paradise is where I am
I miss his cigarettes...His mess
He said "I am smoking the last one"

I'm going to make him crazy
Rage, rage, rage
Rage, fury, rage
Nobody will be able to hurt me again

I will defeat pain with rage, my love
He cheated on me
He humiliated me
I am lost, baby, I am lost

But then with one kiss
I'd forgive him everything
He left me without a word
But he had forgotten his gun

I thought "Do i have to shoot myself? Or him?"
But then I found myself in front of a mirror
And then I started to brush my hair like this...
Stroke, stroke... My curls melted away

And then I thought "Why I have to reach exactly 100?"
Because in the hundredth stroke...
My hair was back to being straight
I looked again

He had no power over me
Baby, I have changed
I'm not that little girl anymore
I was a different person

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Havana Girls

Havana girls, cherry hearts
Bad girls from Mars
Miss july, mad money
Say hey-yeah, hey-yeah

Glitter is a girl’s best friend
Only a pair of diamond earrings can make me happy
Gold and fur completes my soul
Cleopatra and diamond lust

Corals in my eyes and love is in my hair
I’m a girl with pearl earrings, a girl with golden eyes
I see a stripper with a pink wig and cat eyes
Oh, hello little daisy

Havana girls, cherry hearts
Bad girls from Mars
Miss july, mad money
Say hey-yeah, hey-yeah

Coconut taste on my lips
Red roses in my garden
Teen-age gangsters
And I’m feeling like I’m home again

Palm springs, fairy wings
Hey there, Little Red Riding Hood
Misery loves whiskey turns on my soul
Don’t judge me and say hey-yeah, hey-yeah

Havana girls, cherry hearts
Bad girls from Mars
Miss july, mad money
Say hey-yeah, hey-yeah

Havana girls, cherry hearts
Bad girls from Mars
Miss july, mad money
Say hey-yeah, hey-yeah

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Dark Shadow Island

I'm living in the boat on the ocean
No sun. No cigarettes
Tomorrow I will find you, my heart feels it
You know, you were the only one who I really loved in this dying world

Take my hand, let's break this town
My love, my love, my **** love
My heart was in my mouth
I want him. I am so sure

Don't hide from me, honey
Don't hide from the dark past
'Cause she is on the another side
She's waiting for you, baby

I said "Everything is going to be alright"
You said "It sounds like a lullaby from my mouth"
I was repeating it thousand times
But that dark past shadow ruined you

Take my hand, let's break this town
My love, my love, my **** love
My heart was in my mouth
I want him. I am so sure

I want him
I want him
I want him

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Gin and Juice

The gin and juice on my lips

What could be better than this?

Going around the cities like a homeless

Meeting some strangers, smokers, players

(Do you have a cigarette?

Yeah, of course, you naughty girl)



It’s so easy to be wrong and bad

If I’m wrong I don’t wanna be right

Could you make me high and dope?

I’m too drunk to walk

So let’s have a ride in nightly cities



And the gin I had wasn’t that bad, so I had one more

He gave me 50 euros, so we gotta get drunk

What a badass

It’s time to leave my daddies

And forgot my shameless past

Maybe it’s time to get drunk

What about gin and juice?



It’s so easy to be wrong and bad

If I’m wrong I don’t wanna be right

Could you make me high and dope?

I’m too drunk to walk

So let’s have a ride in nightly cities



Don’t wake me up

I don’t want to cry myself to sleep

I just want to say goodbye to Flora’s era



It’s so easy to be wrong and bad

If I’m wrong I don’t wanna be right

Could you make me high and dope?

I’m too drunk to walk

So let’s have a ride in nightly cities

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Gangster's Girl

You were my gangster
And i was your little princess
We always listened to oldies on the radio
Those lonely nights, nothing to choose

You know, I love the silence
But silence without you is not a silence
Karma came around
Like I knew it would

Look, she's laughing
And you laugh like you have never been lonely
Pretty girls are spinning around you
But loneliness is our queen

Let's go to the miss America
'Cause Jeff Buckley is my second daddy
You said "We are not alone"
But you are a liar

I loved you thousand times and i still love you, honey
I thought you are too good for me, but I was wrong
You are a bad boy, aren't you?
And I love the way you talk with me

Look, she's laughing
And you laugh like you have never been lonely
Pretty girls are spinning around you
But loneliness is our queen

Look, she's laughing
And you laugh like you have never been lonely
Pretty girls are spinning around you
But loneliness is our queen

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A Vixen

Loving her was like shaking hands with the devil
Lady gangsters, vixens and spies
Feeling pretty, staying young
He is my rosy, rosy, rosy boy

Trying to make my eyes look like a deep ocean
Atlantic blue eyeliner and party dress
He is my hero, hero, a mad hero

You will not miss me
Oh you, she kills him every day
Being good is not hers style
She is grumpy
Cause money can’t buy happiness is like the biggest lie ever and forever

Slow dancing in a burning room
Are you thinking about me?
Oh yes, everyday!
But you know, I’m bad
I’m falling in love everyday with every winsome stranger

Loving her was like shaking hands with the devil
Lady gangsters, vixens and spies
Feeling pretty, staying young
He is my rosy, rosy, rosy boy

Trying to make my eyes look like a deep ocean
Atlantic blue eyeliner and party dress
He is my hero, hero, a mad hero

I remember when I dreamed that boy
My body was shivering like a hurricane
I’m trying to live in the real world
That’s why I love summer

Loving her was like shaking hands with the devil
Lady gangsters, vixens and spies
Feeling pretty, staying young
He is my rosy, rosy, rosy boy

Trying to make my eyes look like a deep ocean
Atlantic blue eyeliner and party dress
He is my hero, hero, a mad hero

Morrissey whispers in my ear:
I was happy in the haze of drunken hour, but heaven knows I’m miserable now

Loving her was like shaking hands with the devil
Lady gangsters, vixens and spies
Feeling pretty, staying young
He is my rosy, rosy, rosy boy

Trying to make my eyes look like a deep ocean
Atlantic blue eyeliner and party dress
He is my hero, hero, a mad hero

Loving her was like shaking hands with the devil
Lady gangsters, vixens and spies
Feeling pretty, staying young
He is my rosy, rosy, rosy boy

Trying to make my eyes look like a deep ocean
Atlantic blue eyeliner and party dress
He is my hero, hero, a mad hero

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Emerald Cat

I’m going to L.A. and I’m going to smoke and wear black
What a rainy day
I would be safe and warm if I was in L.A.
Flower’s dancing in the rain

Dream brother, dream brother, dream brother is on my mind
Jeff Buckley, hell yeah
Oh how sad
It’s too cold to wear only my panties and long t-shirt

Only Emerald Cat can save me
I don’t feel inspired anymore
Gimme that tiara, princess everywhere
Honey, welcome to ‘50s

That soft and jazzy sound on my mind
You know, when I get tired of life I listen to Elvis
I need my man, I need somebody
I don’t want to listen to oldies all alone anymore

Only Emerald Cat can save me
I don’t feel inspired anymore
Gimme that tiara, princess everywhere
Honey, welcome to '50s

My red, velvet party dress
Feeling sexy, killing you
Feeling '50s queen in my heart
Living like a homeless, but c'mon

My red, velvet party dress
Feeling sexy, killing you
Feeling '50s queen in my heart
Living like a homeless, but c'mon

Only Emerald Cat can save me
I don’t feel inspired anymore
Gimme that tiara, princess everywhere
Honey, welcome to '50s

Only Emerald Cat can save me
I don’t feel inspired anymore
Gimme that tiara, princess everywhere
Honey, welcome to '50s

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Black Gold

You died too young

Your angels’ voice

Your deep deep sorrow

Don’t you know how I need you?


You left too soon
Your wicked heart
Your drunk drunk love
Don’t you know how I need you?

You are from the black gold era
Black is for your melancholy
Gold is for your inexpressible soul

You said goodbye too young
Your golden tears in the paradise
Your rousing heartbreak
Don’t you know how I need you?

You passed away too soon
Your mysterious disappearance
Your breathless dream brother
Don’t you know how I need you?

You are from the black gold era
Black is for your melancholy
Gold is for your inexpressible soul

You fell asleep too young
Your American breath
Your rootless trailer trash
Don’t you know how I need you?

You gone to glory too soon
Your curly dark hair
Your heavenly muse
Don’t you know how I need you?

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Ophelia

"No more romance" she said
A seductive brunette trying to hide her age
And get what she wants
Come as a guest
Leave as a paramour

It's not my fault
No, no, no way. Look at her
She have already ransomed her fault
Notorious and lonely at the same time

I believe in godesses, yeah I do
Oh my God, you are real
I see you every time I get lonely
You are everywhere
Past don't want to let me free

Freedom is my inspiration
I want to be free
I want to recover my inspiration
No more one-night stands just creation
Lying to myself
Maybe I should change my name to Ophelia
It sounds so enchantingly

I believe in godesses, yeah I do
Oh my God, you are real
I see you every time I get lonely
You are everywhere
Past don't want to let me free

I feel afraid and I call your name
I love your voice and your dance insane
I hear your words and I know your pain
With your head in your hands and her kiss on the lips of another
Your eyes to the ground and the world spinning round forever
Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over
Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over
Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over

I believe in godesses, yeah I do
Oh my God, you are real
I see you every time I get lonely
You are everywhere
Past don't want to let me free

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Misty Me, Misty You

I looked happy
Happy with a secret
I can’t remember you
I can’t remember them
Those faces, I see them in a mist
Don’t get lost, not again!
You are wicked, I’m wicked
You are my misty, misty, misty boy

Not tonight, my love
I want to die. To be really dead
In the mist, in the mist
That must be gloriaus

You were always a misty dream
Umm, I’m gonna be your misty nightmare
Oh, why, why I can’t touch you
You are disappearing from me, me

Not tonight, my love
I want to die. To be really dead
In the mist, in the mist
That must be gloriaus

I still see you in my dreams
You make me trembly
I’m melting in your arms
Kiss my neck one more time

Not tonight, my love
I want to die. To be really dead
In the mist, in the mist
That must be gloriaus

Your kisses are deadly
Shaking like a hurricane
You implicated me
And now I’m dead, like those roses in my garden

Not tonight, my love
I want to die. To be really dead
In the mist, in the mist
That must be gloriaus

Not tonight, my love
I want to die. To be really dead
In the mist, in the mist
That must be gloriaus