A Rose's Howl for Appreciation

From a black space,
towards the stars and dusts,
among the vivid colors of the unknown,
the magic of mystery and beauty,
towards the light, and heat,
among the visible spectrum,
the glimpse of hope, and tomorrow,
towards the sky, and the clouds,
among the air of life,
the miracle of existence,
towards the birds and the trees,
Our fruits and barks,
the amazing work of God,
towards the grasses, and the land,
among the animals, and water dews,
the circle of life comes to play,
towards the place of peace and happiness,
among thorns, and darkness,
lies a flower, not like any other,
I hear her howls
whether it be day or night,
I hear her howls,


I hear her melanchonic cries
of fury and hopelessness
I hear her shouts.
I hear her whispers,
of panic and doubts
I hear her silence.
With her petals slowly opening up to welcome the moon,
or the sun's rays,
I hear her howls
Howls of dissappointment, it was
Howls of inner-destruction, it was
greed for appreciation, it was,
greed for beauty, it was,
A lonely rose among thorns, and darkness,
Noone hears her howls,
but the ground.



No one hears her howl,
but the air,

No one hears her howl,
but the sky,

No one hears her howl,
but the light,

No one hears her howl,
but the unknown

No one hears her howl,
but I.

She died howling for,
something she already had.
Nothing is good enough for a rose like her.

A Rocker's Lullaby

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Emotions pumping out in my veins and aorta.
Air breathing in, breathing out.
Black and despair 
is all I see, is all I feel,
then, a silence that kills.
Anger, rampage, and hate,

All comes to life in somber pseudo-reality.
Loneliness, misery, and at last... Peace.

"La ..."

Say my name.
Calm me down.
Leash my heart,
and open my eyes.

"La, la, la, la,"
"La, la, la, la ..."

Loneliness, misery, and at last....
Peace.
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