Elegy Of A Dying Flower Poem by Keavin Manlangit

The handsome flower blooming,
Beautiful features and fragrance she brings
The serenity of an endless beauty,
and weave another rhymes of my poetry.

The petals get old and over gray,
Flowers die like a dying poet
like a brightest sun starting to set,
And the petals blew far-far away.

My love full of joy so imaginative
Where all her stories silently live,
I've journeyed too far-far away,
She said: 'Sorry my world, this time only i can stay'.

This last, one more day and one more night
I'll pray to GOD to be loved and delight,
If i'm gone your still inside beneath my chest
and now in heaven, I'm prepared to rest.

her story for me will never last,
I am wondering why she gone so fast? ,
Why GOD get you to heaven above? ,
You did'nt give me a chance to show my real love,
Oh, my first love.