This evocative poem captures the fleeting nature of beauty and the indifference of those who fail to see it. Through the metaphor of a flower, it reflects on the transient moments of radiance and the melancholy of neglect. Each stanza speaks to the universal experience of feeling overlooked and trampled upon, yet it resonates with a quiet strength born of resilience.
Oh, flower,
Is it?
It is.
Once, you stood radiant,
Lighting our days,
Shining in your gentle blaze.
Oh, flower,
Is it?
It is.
Flat and bare,
They tread without care.
A beauty forgotten,
A tale left broken.
Sad.
So sad.
No one cares.
Prompt: Craft a poem or prose piece inspired by the idea of beauty being overlooked in the chaos of everyday life.