THE VINE & THE WEED

THE VINE & THE WEED

Choose, dear flower

Shall it be the VINE

In which you intertwine?

Or the WEED

Upon your root to feed?

The arms of the VINE

Follow your path

Press upon your stem

In its passing through

Takes over all of your color

All of your vibrance

Along your destined road

Leaving you lonely

Threatening to strangle your stem

Take your life with him

The intentions of the WEED

Are to sap upon your need

For sustenance of comfort

Springing up at once

Inviting you in

Chewing your color

Till none is left

And there is only life left

In his next victim

Alone, you precious flower

You are so vulnerable

So unprotected

Should have held your thorns

For your defenses

Now all that is you

Is stuck between

The strangling VINE

And the chewing WEED


by Nadira Norjahan