I stand alone
But I am strong
Wind nor rain has not
Washed away my existence
My roots are deep entangled
With the tears of the ones
Who have beheld my beauty
See I’m wisdom and purity
I am love peace and unity
I stand alone and I’m free
One Last Petal
Menace to Poetry
Words volatile soften
Emotions integrating
Heart and soul
Segregating the weak from the strong
Blood sweat tears
Cathartic healing
Driven to poetic madness
Beautiful anger
Dangerous sword to divide
The connotation of meaning
To words
Symbolically spoken
From the soul
A two edge sword
Dividing and cutting words
To shred
Bringing dread and wanting
Fear to those all whom opposed
The warning
Poetry can be hostile and
Gentle in the same breath
A dagger in the heart of words
A lovers whispers to the spirit
A whimper of a soft moan
Of pleasure
Don’t mistaken for
Menace to poetry
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