Flowers make me feel good about myself. One drawback, however, is that flowers in the U.S. are very expensive. If it were true, I would buy flowers every weekend when I go to town and put them in my room. Also, considering the temperature and the fact that they are placed in a room, fresh flowers don’t last very long, so I am a little reluctant to buy them. However, I feel better when I put flowers in my room. The other day a friend of mine gave me a dried rose. Just by placing them in the room, they brighten up the room at once. Another reason I like flower bouquets is that they are made from various kinds of flowers. It is nice to receive a bouquet from someone, but another good thing about flowers is that you can arrange them with the recipient in mind. Another interesting point is that each flower has its own meaning in the language of flowers. Gerbera as a whole means “mystery and sublime beauty” in the language of flowers. The language of flowers also changes depending on the color, and in the case of roses, there is a meaning depending on the number of roses. These may be small romances for us as well. My mother’s birthday and Mother’s Day are coming up soon, so I want to give her a bouquet of pink flowers.
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peonies
i hate peonies
peonies represent something I wish I could be
they push through the harsh conditions of their life
for me
sometimes its just easier to give up
although,
i hate giving up
it makes me feel less of a person
less of someone who deserves what they have
when someone says im too scared for something
or when I feel scared of something
I try to go farther than I have to
and do more than what was asked
I hate being scared
I hate giving up
I hate turning down a challenge
while some might call it
toxic masculinity
I thinks its different from that
Its not that I dont like being scared because Im a man
its because if Im scared
then i cant move forward.
peonies,
they arent scared
they survive the harshest of enviorments they are given
they are true warriors
thats why i hate them
i hate how a flower is stronger than me
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cracked rose-colored glasses
what happens to a garden that remains unkept?
the flowers start wilting,
their petals falling into the dry, crackling dirt.
the resilient weeds start sprouting,
entangling their way around the stems of the dying blooms.
that old rose bush that you prized is now riddled with thorns.
i tried to pluck one,
send you a picture of it,
but my fingers got cut up and started bleeding
and i knew it wasn’t worth the trouble.
the single flower wouldn’t bring you back,
why try so hard to make it bloom again?
why keep it in a vase that glistens during the 3 pm glow of the sun?
why stare at it, remembering the day we planted the damn rose bush?
no, i’ll stick to bandaging up my hand,
ridding it of the metallic red,
dripping down my palm,
almost staining my pants.
i’ll stick to staring out my kitchen window at the garden, once blooming,
now only a couple of rotten, lonesome plants.
The Flower I Like.
Someone admire the ones made of clay
Which they were given the gift of a long life
Someone love the ones that are fresh
Which their smell is like the love songs from the sweetest wife
If I have to choose what I like
The ones have flesh and blood blow up my mind
Even their color would faint
Their face would age
But there was once their spirit
Lighted up by the fire of life
If death is coming
Please take me after my blooming night
“Left alone wondering”
Left alone wondering
Will it ever bloom
Will the time come with the June gloom.
Brighten up the day
In this spring time
Hopefully you’re mine,
For the summer time.
The sun shines down,
to expose all your beauty.
Will you be mine?
Forever and always
Yours Truly.
The Simple Dream.
I woke up with the bright sunshine and the hospital smell as usual. I got out of my bed and washed my face quietly, as usual.
I knew it was a new day though I still regarded it as yesterday because everything was the same. The same room – cabined and silent; the same color – chaste white; the same roommate – the man with obnubilation. He always told me that the reason we were sent to this depressive place was that we have so many dreams which could never come true. I knew nothing about his dream.
Every time he just smiled.
As time went by, he was getting older and older. I noticed that the man always sat in the sun, delightedly watching a flower facing to him. Whenever the time was, or how the weather changed, he always acted like the most faithful friend of the flower. Four seasons altered as the flower grew up from a bud to a delicate and charming blossom. The whole life of the old man was stepping to become withered as the falling flower. At last, he passed away peacefully. But after his death, I realized his real dream.
Language of Flowers
Long ago, in a land far far away…Nah. Jk.
It wasn’t that long ago, or that far away.
During the Victorian-era in Britain (1837-1901) lovers spoke the Language of Flowers.
Ironically enough… I learned about the Language of Flowers from a Japanese amime show called Sailor Moon.
Yeah…
Anyway, the Language of Flowers was used to send coded messages using, wait for it… flowers.
Different blossoms in various arrangements carried special meanings.
For example:
The Outrigger Keauhou Beach Resort: Kailua-Kona
Some people go to Hawaii to tan, relax, and drink piña coladas on the beach. Not my family. We probably spend equal amounts of time in and out of the water. Hawaii itself is very important to us. My parents lived in Haena on Kauai before they adopted me. The first vacation I remember in Kauai. My twins sisters learned to swim in Kona and I got my dive certification there, July 2007.
- Front of the Outrigger Keauhou Beach Resort, Kailua-Kona
Years ago my mom found this beautiful little hotel and she and my dad went snorkeling there. She remembered it and booked us a room at Outrigger Keauhou Beach Resort in Kailua-Kona, October of 2003. It’s this GORGEOUS, amazing hotel right on Keauhou Bay. There is a small snorkeling beach, as well as a little set of stairs that lead directly into the water. The hotel includes deluxe ocean-view rooms, excellent free daily breakfast for guests, and an incredible seaside restaurant with the most spectacular view of the sunset in all of Hawaii.
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