Men are like flowers


Women are like flowers

’tis what they say.

“brilliant, like the hibiscus

complex, as the chrysanthemum;

thorny, like the rose;

delicate, like the daisy.”

Yet men too are like flowers

not for their strength

nor their words

nor their size

A man stands in muteness

a tulip in the breeze,

he is slashed

like the buttercup

in a stoic field;

he is crushed for an incense

like death for gardenias

and none

give a thought…

None cry for the man

who suffers in silence

as the flowers we cut

every day

for our pleasure


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