The Flower: Before And After

Ok, so I posted this poem on my other blog, and I got some very useful feedback. So, I decided to change it. But first I will post the very first version, then the re-finished one after.

The Flower (take 1)

How can flowers bloom

Day after day?

With everything around

their beautiful petals

as boring and ordinary

as dried out clay

But why do us as humans

have the right to judge

day to day things

With only one grudge?

What do you really see when you glance at that flower?

Red?

Green?

Something Unseen?

You see, its not the appearance

One should conceive

For there isnt one way a person could be

For there isnt one way a flower should be.

This is how it goes

This is how life flows.

Beauty around us

Beauty slipping past us.

Only being mistaken as ugly.

But as that flower is being judged

As it is being ignored.

Havent you noticed

It doesnt change its way

Because of what one person may say?

The wind gives it confidense

As it finds its way

Growing for something much much more

Than you and I.

The grass gives the flower

Its last goodbyes

Waving with sadness

Happiness and Surprise.

Take another look at that one single flower, you ignored last year.

What have you noticed, not seen before?

Confidence bursts,

And you only hurt.

Because you were the one judging

As the flower was distending

You should be that flower

No matter the things people may say.

Because one day when you're about to give up

That person may find you

And have nothing to say.

So listen to your heart

See the little things life provides

Feel the wind, invisible to your eyes

And be that flower

Climbing towards the sky.

The Flower (take 2)

How can flowers bloom
Day after day?
With everything around
Always the same.
But why do us as humans
have the right to judge
day to day things
With only one grudge?
What do you really see when you glance at that flower?
Red?
Green?
Something Unseen?
You see, its not the appearance
One should conceive
For there isnt one way a person could be
For there isnt one way a flower should be.
This is the message that is always given off

Beauty comes first

Ugly is a loss

Beauty around us
Beauty slipping past us.
Only being mistaken as ugly.
But as that flower is being judged
As it is being ignored.
Havent you noticed
It doesnt change its way
Because of what one person may say?
The wind gives it confidense
As it finds its way
Growing for something much much more
Than you and I.
The grass gives the flower
Its last goodbyes
Waving with sadness
Happiness and Surprise.
Before you know it.

Its been a year.

And that flower is still very near.
So what have you noticed, not seen before?
Confidence bursts,
And you only hurt.
Because you were the one judging
As the flower was distending
Humans are just like flowers

Living and dying

But the difference is, flowers never stop trying.

No matter the things people may say.
YOu should never give up

Or feel let down

Because that person may find you
And have nothing to say.
So listen to your heart
See the little things life provides
Feel the invisible winds traveling past your eyes

Here its confidence to your ears.
And be that flower
Climbing towards the sky.

Which one do you like better?