Love Poem: Petals of pain blossom into colours of Love
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Written by: Silent One

Petals of pain blossom into colours of Love

My soul is my guide.. Rumi

I once adored the warmth 
of unreachable desires.
Ascending too high, 
I fell from the sky just like Icarus.
Suffering from the flames of fate,
my eyes resembled a million candles 
burning tears of wax.

But, I've always been familiar with fire,
as I was born scarred from internal inflames. 
It's a blessing when strings of attachment
cremate into ashes.

Love is a vintage gold rose,
an irreversible ideology,
where thorns grow upon petals of pain.
In an autumnal aura, all scents fade,
so I remain in pale blackness -
my sighs as heavy as smokeless tar.

Yet, I know my soul will blossom,
once again with robins in Spring,
as scents of sweet almonds return
with the rebirth of roses without thorns.

In a world of imagination
the colours of love are boundless.
Romance is an opal rainbow over
stormy oceans yearning for turquoise tides.
If my heart was a gem,
it would reflect like a scarlet diamond,
walking upon malachite meadows,
full of ivory orchids with purple lilies,
admiring aquamarine skies,
with hues of amethyst and citrine.

We were all born to sparkle..

Under tones of indigo moonstone
with hints of pink,
my quill will scribble in lilac ink

as love always returns.

Simple Musing.