The Scarlet Blood Roses

by Letty   Oct 8, 2006


The Scarlet Blood Roses

There are roses that bloom in the darkest gloomiest part of the earth. I know that it may sound strange and maybe to some, impossible.

But these roses really exist and they're only known by a few. They secretly bloom for the dark and hated, the lonely, and the sad too.

I have seen these roses myself with my own two eyes. They're not like the usual rose, and they reveal a strange surprise.

They have such a strong force that pulls you to them, sometimes against your will. They show your deepest thoughts and erase any pain that you feel.

You become one with them. Everything in your life takes on a change. It's like leaving a life of misery behind and stepping into a life of fame.

But you must make sure that the choice you make is sincere. Because you might find yourself drowning in their scarlet bed of blood with a heart thats been pierced.

All it takes to join the blood roses is a prick of the thumb. Your blood becomes one with all that has been pricked. Which is an anonymous sum.

After your blood has been shed, the journey begins. You see everything differently. You hold no anger within.

Then the surprise comes along. and You've just sold your soul. Now the happiness you've just found just as quickly has gone.

You can't turn back now. You can't change your mind, or you'll find yourself swimming in their blood eternity that's for all time.

You then realize that you were chosen to be a pawn in the Devils game. You hate yourself deeply. Your now more depressed and ashamed.

Your blood is now mingling with over a billion of lost souls. All because you were pricked by a scarlet blood rose.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Jenni Marie

    WOW...another favourite of mine so far. I have nothing bad at all to say, i absolutely loved it!

  • 17 years ago

    by Arsalan D

    I really enjoyed reading this poem. Great job. I tried really hard to try to understand what the scarlet blood roses symbolized. I interpreted them as people who fake love or intentionally break people's heart as a type of game. It is very beautifully written and it has great imagery. Great job, Letty.

    ~ Arsalan D.

  • 17 years ago

    by Brittney Follett

    OMG I LOVE THIS POEM!!!! Im adding you to my favorites! I love the last two stanzas... Your rhyming gave me chills and the story.... GAH I LOVE IT!
    5/5!

  • 17 years ago

    by Dumpstead

    Nice thoguht process; a rare concept. Third person viewpoint is too rare in dark poems. You have managed to put it well.

    There are some suggestions:

    You become one with them. Everything in your life takes on a change. It's like leaving a life of misery behind and stepping into a life of fame.

    But you must make sure that the choice you make is sincere. Because you might find yourself drowning in their scarlet bed of blood with a heart thats been pierced.

    I feel that the above two stanzas are conflicting. If they pull you against your will, how can you choose?

    Also I think that you coould have bettered teh meaning of teh whole peom with punctuation, especially the following paragragh

    All it takes to join the blood roses is a prick of the thumb. Your blood becomes one with all that has been pricked. (,) W(w)hich is an anonymous sum.

    You can't turn back now. You can't change your mind, or you'll find yourself swimming in their blood eternity(; or -) that's for all time.

    You then realize that you were chosen to be a pawn in the Devils game. You hate yourself deeply. Your(You are) now more depressed and ashamed.

  • 17 years ago

    by Tammie

    Woah, that was amazing. I was kept interested the whole way through and it kept me wondering. I love that in a poem. You used clear language, and told a great story. A very interesting, unique write. Keep it up. =] Definately 5/5

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