An Incarnation Charmer

My heart is a medicinal plant of this world of humans,

Plucking the most blossoming flower is characteristic of demons,

Shinning evergreen in daylight gives me blush on my face,

After a few days when I'm in the phase of half-life, y'all replace.

I ask myself why do my dearest owner who planted me also changes,

When I'm still alive and given the fine atmosphere of elegant granges,

With a greedy lust, you are spoiling the whole beauty of nature,

Your opinions are making my physical strength lead as a negative metaphor.

Standing on my roots how long can I face this trouble?

With all my depression I made my fruits look as tremble,

When I'm healing y'all without hurting a bit from my end,

I took an oath to change my branch of emotions gape like a tend.