Black rose,
Growing amongst deadly shadows.
Your seed laced from the start with hate.
I see you ,
Feeling for the first time that I’ve seen something real.
You radiate life,
And I yearn to touch your secret heart.
To hold the shattered remains of your core,
Wondering if I might piece it back together.
Would you let me?
Dying flower,
I could be the one to save you.
Your anger is pulsing,
Sick spills of memories long past drip through inebriated lips.
They kill the deepest part of me,
Until I know what true loathing is.
And I bow to the sensation,
Vowing in silence to grant your unspoken cry.
You want to be whole,
Not again,
But for the very first time.
A a beautifully written piece of poetry. The title couldn't be more fitting. Your word choices painted a picturesque landscape, gently guiding my mind's eye on a delightful journey through the whimsical.
I love this style of writing a great deal. I truly aspire to write in such a fashion, one day; hopefully soon!
A a beautifully written piece of poetry. The title couldn't be more fitting. Your word choices painted a picturesque landscape, gently guiding my mind's eye on a delightful journey through the whimsical.
I love this style of writing a great deal. I truly aspire to write in such a fashion, one day; hopefully soon!
I see this as the self trying to heal self, from wounds received over years and years. But it's a hopeful poem as in "vowing in silence to grant your unspoken cry", but that's the optimist in me, too! I think this is an excellent poem. It causes you to think, but it's not so obscure that one is lost reading it. Barbara
Oh my god, this is utterly beautiful. I almost stopped reading once I saw it wasn't about a flower, because I'm trying to fight the depression today.... but your words are so relevant to a relationship I am currently in. I couldn't stop reading once I started and I could feel the vibrations of those deep emotions coming right off the screen.
Black rose,
Growing amongst deadly shadows.
Your seed laced from the start with hate.
i guess i just have a thing for the darker poetry, really enjoyed this, great descriptions. judgeing from the two poems i read, your writing has strong individual voice... i like that too. great job on this, old poem or not. zig
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