short story and poem collection

The Black Flower Blooms



Once upon a time there was a women. How greedy was she. The women tricked poor men out of their money for ages. One day a man in a back cloak came in the inn where she worked. He looked quite rich so the women decided to trick him. she asked around and found out he had a wife named Jill. Days passed and the woman figured out a way to frame Jill about commiting adultery. The man in the cloak was furious. So furious he paid the hangman a great sum and had his wife killed. A waitress who helped spread the terrible rumor heard the news and was guilt-stricken. She went to the man and informed him of the deceit. Angered the man went back to the inn but instead of killing the woman he gave her plant seeds to grow a garden. The woman happily accepted the gift thinking she was winning him over. How ever the woman did not know with every horrid deed the seed will grow to be her demise. That night the woman had a suitor. She lured him into her room for sex and when the man woke up his gold sack was gone. The next day the woman stole a woman's purse and burnt the worthless things like wallet sized pictures of her kids. The woman returned home to find that the seed had grown into a beautiful black flower garden. The woman was pleased, Later that night the woman tricked another man out of his money. The next day the flower garden was bigger. When the woman was traveling to work the next day something caught her eye. A beautiful ruby necklace on the neck of a little girl with her father. It would be hard to steal it. The woman tricked the man into giving her the necklace. the little girl,however, was not going to give it up without a fight. The woman striked the girl so hard she fell and hit her head. The little girl was now dead. Frightened, the woman ran away. Later that night she was comforted in bed with a stranger who kissed her all over her body. The man got off the bed and put on a cloak. The woman's eyes widen when she realized it was the man who killed his wife. Suddenly her home started to shake, vines breaking through the walls, and her ceiling coming down. While this was happening the man smiled before saying "Now you will die." and dissapearing into then air. The woman let out a piercing scream. but nobody heard her. Well one woman did. Now this is the story the waitress at the inn tells every day. The tale of the mysterious Black flower forest that grows. That single black flower from that night still blooming.







WHY?











Why do you ridicule me,







when I have done nothing?







Why do you have two faces,







when you can have one?







Why do you insist







that you have done nothing,







when I become tired,







and blunt?







Why must you standby,







while others get hurt?











I do not care what people say,







I know words have power!







Why must you use harsh words,







that you may not know really hurt?







Why when someone points out another’s insecurity,







why must you state it louder?











Do you have to be like your so called “Friend”?







Do you have to be like everyone else?







Question:” Why can’t we all get along?”







Answer: “Because the words one says,







Represents one’s inner self.







They are PURPLE!











Roses are RED







Here is something NEW







Violets are PURPLE







Not Freaking Blue!







Who made up that poem?







Did they do it just because it rhymes?







Not all poems need that concept







That person wasted a lot of time







He pissed me off







And my friends too







Violets are PURPLE you idiot!







Why did you say they were BLUE?!









Why won’t it turn RED?



















I kissed the gods







They gave me power







Power led to my demise







Slowly consuming my soul in icy darkness







My heart frozen in ice







Why can’t my cold black heart







Turn red and start beating







Spreading warm blood through







My lifeless veins







Please tell me gods







Why can’t it turn red?







What did I do?!







GODS: You have lost the will







To care for and love others







This is why you are cursed







To live in eternal darkness







Your body slowly freezing







To icy death







Isn’t this what you wanted?







You wanted power







And you got it