Vision

Everywhere I see

Those pristine blooms

Opening up like thoughts of you

Somewhere on the branches of the mind

Cascading like snow flakes

Settling in the gut,

Stirring a whimper into a holler

Silenced into a hush:

Blossoms of plight

Oh yeah, blossoms!

Let them not be thorns 

Atleast in this vision.

Let this gloom tinker them into flowers

Sprinkling pollen of tears

Like confetti

Feigning grief into something 

I learn to live with..

Cause like buds in spring 

They emerge out of nowhere 

Or perhaps it goes nowhere..

I just learn to live with it

Tricking myself  to see them as garlands

While they gnaw at my soul.