Thorny Flowers

Written By Sal Godoij

Hello, my friend and kind reader of my posts,

 

I'm pleased to introduce you to my new poem, "Thorny Flowers"; as always, I invite you to comment on it if the poem touches your heart. If it does, if it touches your heart, I hope your heart doesn't bleed.

 

All my love to you.

 

 

Thorny Flowers

(A poem by Sal Godoij.)

 

Like raindrops persistently tapping

On the window of my conscience

Memories woke me up this morning

And watered the thorny flowers

I keep in a vase.

 

Alas, time doesn't reign over everything

Memories do; regrets do

They persist; they never get older,

Oh, memories are like those perennial

Thorny flowers

So beautiful to watch

Still, we must be careful to handle them

We can be hurt, we can bleed.

 

Thorny flowers are my memories

They bloom every morning

When I wake up

And I collect them, carelessly put them in a vase

The vase is my heart

And it bleeds

Oh, how my heart bleeds.

Sal Godoij

Sal is a Canadian writer, philosopher, poet, and indie publisher, author of a thought-provoking narrative that contains mystical messages. Sal believes in miracles, which he claims have accentuated his life, so many of his stories reflect these portents. Sal sustains that we all have a message to divulge in this life. Thus, he encourages us to make our voice heard, firstly in our inner self, then on to our neighbours, and henceforward into the universe.

https://www.salgodoij.com
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