Daniel N. Flanagan- A Poem

Lilac

And my whole life has been like;

I am the flowers

The pretty flowers sitting in the vase,

Decorating the mahogany dining table;

Silently dying

Smelling of tropical plumeria petals.

Sucking up water while leisurely wilting.

Looking gorgeous,

And then presentable,

And then accordingly.

All my owners do is force feed me more water;

Drown me.

Gaze upon me with disgust as I,

Wilt.

But I cannot live without sunlight,

Without love.

My petals are all set, all ready

And yet they go no where

Sitting in this vase, I slowly decay.

Daniel N. Flanagan is a Worcester, MA native; currently writing a novella, while taking a year off from college. He is the author of the short story "Daddy's Girl", located in The Commonline Journal, and four poems, featured in Aberration Labyrinth and The Onyx. He has three stories and one poem scheduled for publication between December '13 and February '14 in the following literary journals; Beyond Imagination, Danse Macabre du Jour, Yellow Mama and Pyrokinection. Check him out at www.DanFlanagan.webs.com and follow him @DanielNFlanagan.