A Withered Flower

this is my first time postin a poem on this site so let me know what you think.


A Withered flower

A withered flower,
Leaning to the side,
Expressing the way i feel inside.
To throw it away,
Would allow the pain to grow,
I need to get over you nice and slow.
A gift from you,
At the time I truly except,
But now Im filled with deep regret.
Why did you do this to me?
Left alone, with no one to care,
the way it ended couldn't have been fair.

MaGoO

That was a really good poem with it being your first one on here. Good job and I look forward to reading more.

I like the rhythm very much so. It suits the feeling of the poem very well.

Hmm. It started off very nice. but then? It went towards something else. It went off of the flower path.