Rose.

by Amberinaa   Apr 18, 2006


Emotions that have no touch;
An emptiness now consumes her.
Words that have no feeling,
Does death become her?

A soul that has no light;
A mind that has no dreams.
Her appearance isn't everything;
Is she really what she seems?

Filled with hate and darkness;
Burning from the cold,
Hurt from all the words
Stories that everyone has told.

Numb from all the pain,
No one will remember.
Quietly she died alone,
Like a rose in cold December.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Deana

    You have much insight, No matter how beautiful we are , it doesn`t insure happiness, a lot of young people think that it does, they think you are so lucky,but no one knows what goes on behind closed doors. another great poem.

  • 17 years ago

    by Raychil

    "Filled with hate and darkness;
    Burning from the cold,
    Hurt from all the words
    Stories that everyone has told"

    ^^ I loved this line and you stanza altogether. It was a very emotional poem, sad and deep. I enjoyed reading it.

  • 17 years ago

    by LostHopesCrimsonTears

    Great one here! really loved this part...

    "A soul that has no light;
    A mind that has no dreams.
    Her appearance isn't everything;
    Is she really what she seems?"

    and also loved the very last line!!!

  • 17 years ago

    by melly xx

    The last stanza really tied it all up
    very well written
    and definetly deserves a 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by eliza

    I really like this poem.. and its really sad cus there is no hope for a rose in decamber... but hey thanks for the comment.... its nice to know that people listen when you show your soul...

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