You Are The Only Flower Poem by Kuda Bondamakara

If it'd been left to my power
There'd be only one flower
For I've seen even the howler
Being called a beautiful flower
Lips that spew words bitter and sour
Also called the scent of a flower
And egos that rise above a giant tower
Praised for blossoming into a flower.
As a lion sees a prey to devour
So does every eye see their flower
But cometh the day and hour
They all cease to be a flower
For, to those who know not how you're
All are like a flower
But to me who's tasted of desire
There only is one flower.