Ebbing away,

Like the sunflower in

the heat of fate,

my love with its torn back

prostrates your

door.

Falling away,

Petal by petal,

My skin detaches

from the bones of my being,

taking away my strength.

My spring will not arrive,

Your autumn,

Gifted to me,

is the ultimate death.

I am withering away,

Never to return to the soil,

Never to regrow.

@peeraiman

Once radiant in the sun

Now a shadow of what was

Aging gracefully

@RosebinghamE

(Dried Beauty)

Beauty bends--

after so many years--

now old but still lives

even if on dried sticks!

@ Martinforoz- February 9, 2019

Dried orange petals

Kissed by time

Flowering for all

To see...

A Mother.

She's your sun,

While she's my moon.

She's is your strength

She's my fall

She's your inspiration

She's my destruction

She makes you fell happy

While she makes me blue

She makes you feel alive

While she makes me low

For you She's like a flower blooming

but for me She's a flower that's dying.

Faded and tense, my soul draining away,

Leaning away from life and memories once made.

Tears come I could not stop them if I tried,

Please help me before I wilt and die.

I AM DYING I AM WILTING

THE LIFE IS OUT OF ME

PLEASE GIVE ME A DRINK OF WATER

SO MY POOR SOUL CAN BE FREE

LIFE HAS BEEN SO HARD

I THINK I AM GOING TO GO

PLEASE GIVE ME A DRINK OF WATER

SO MY BEAUTIFUL FLOWER CAN BE ON SHOW