A floral pulse
“Down again?” Asked spike
“Just lost..” Beast answered with depravation
Rose frets on beast for his fur is pale and his claws are dull
The blood of the tulip and the songs of the rose
Breeze flows
Sky fades
Roses thrive all around
A single Tulip stuck in the maze
Tulip cries in a frenzy
“Why so blue?” Rose asks
“I just wish i could be better and grow just like you.”
Rainfall for the rustling leaves (unfinished)
Songs from the birds are like music to my ears but is nothing compared to the vibrance of the roses.
The true NIRVANA
Deprived
Starved
Motion picture
I cant stop the feeling if this hell
“Where is snake?” Calls the frog
“Dont worry theyll be here soon..” says the beast, dreading and longing for snake.
Tears fall, scratches made, disappointment arises, and calling with a strike if help