The White Flower by Laeeq Orrie

The white flower, pure and serene,
In its delicate petals, a beauty unseen,
A symbol of hope, and new beginnings,
A reminder that life is always winning.

It bloomed in my garden, unexpected,
And I couldn’t help but feel connected,
To the quiet strength, it exuded,
A sense of peace, it alluded.

For I had been struggling, in a dark place,
Feeling lost, and without a trace,
Of the person I once was, before the storm,
But the white flower, reminded me, I was still warm.

Inside, a flame still flickered,
A light that couldn’t be snickered,
And though it may have been small,
It was enough, to break down the walls.

I watched the flower, day after day,
As it grew taller, in its own way,
And I began to see, the power it held,
The courage to stand, in a world so compelled.

And so, I took the white flower, as a sign,
To keep going, and to never resign,
For life is a journey, full of surprise,
And even in the darkest moments, hope never dies.

The white flower, a reminder to me,
That even in the midst of uncertainty,
There is beauty, and there is light,
And with each new day, a chance to take flight.

Laeeq is a student 17 years of age
Poetry is one of his many great passions
All of his poetic pieces are unique
His every word, expressed in great complexity