My Rose

by Ingrid   Jul 11, 2008


I held you in my hand
until the blood came dripping down
The thorns I had refused to see
created inerasable cuts inside

The warmth and brightness
of sun rays pass you by
After the first true summer day
you closed yourself
before your time was due

Clenching you tightly,
hoping for the petals
to reopen.....

It proved futile and
eventually realization came
You'd rather wither away
then bloom once more

A farewell poem to a friend who once meant the world to me.
I turned away when I realized I was losing my joy for life because of her.

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  • 15 years ago

    by HvN

    Very sweet, beautifully written :]

  • 15 years ago

    by John Long

    I really enjoyed this metaphor rich poem both with and without the explanation. Nothing but nothing is permanent even friendship unfortunately.

  • 15 years ago

    by NyellMoonlight

    I love this poem from the beginning to the end. Every stanza holds amazing elegance and beauty, and I think that you portrayed your emotions excellently. Whole 'rose' metaphor is great. This piece is very vivid. I like the rhythm and flow that you created, they're serene in a way.

    The first stanza is my favorite one, it pulled me deeply into this piece. I can relate to this poem in a way which made it even more powerful for me. Beautifully written.

    P.s- welcome to the club :)
    Keep up!

    Nyell

  • 15 years ago

    by Jim McMillen the man within

    A well written poem. I liked the last verse the most, although the closing comment brought it all together.
    It added some beauty to the saddness 5/5

    JIM

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