Flowery Essence

The dew wets me

yet my petals glisten

the rains drown me

yet my stalk holds on

wherefore shall I dare

than to remain in that 

I was budded

Ouch!  Ouch!

She plucked me

She tore off my petals

A bed she made

separating each part of me

Her lover appears

lays on me

and sighs

I mourn

my mum sorrowful

weeps for her loss

mystique all over

the very essence of life it self

my loss, her gain

for her lover smiles

Ouch! Ouch!

the flowery essence lost

as my petals fallen

rots and is trashed

the once beauty

tarnished

fallen

degraded

a mishap 

Just because my place taken

by one who refused to realise

the importance of my attachment

well that is how it is to be

and the realization dawning

i'm sure

my flowery essence might be lost

but the hope of its restoration moves on