Wilted Rose...

Not so beautiful anymore...

Wilted Rose...

The rose I consider the most beautiful flower on the planet
and you I consider to be the crimson red rose of all women,

When I first laid eyes on my first rose the sight and aroma
of this gorgeous flower did something to me physically, mentally
and emotionally,

To this day I still can't completely explain the effects it has had
on me but I am for certain that I enjoyed the feelings that came
forth and know that it screams beauty in countless ways without
saying a word, in a sense " I ♡ this amazing flower "

When I first laid eyes on you and smelt the sweet aroma that
came from your beautiful body, I again experienced similar
effects that the rose had on me upon our first meeting, but obviously
to a stronger and real connection,

I had always considered you to be my beautiful flawless flower
my rose, full of beauty, sweet aroma, and unique just like every
single rose, authentic in it's own way,

Like my first rose I took you home and gave you the much needed
attention, love, and care to grow and mature, I did my very best to give
you my rose the best possible life I could , knowing one day reluctantly
that eventually my rose would wilt away on me and I would be left alone
with only memories to ponder,

And this is exactly what happened with my relationship with the rose
and I but you and I are a different story, nobody informed me that my
human rose would take all of the love and care that I provided and one
day decide that it wasn't enough for her and leave me,

I was always under the understanding that when a man and women
were married, that was a oath under Gods righteous right hand that
they are joined in holy matrimony till death do they part, or in other
words until my beautiful rose wilted away,

Maybe you were a rose just as I thought but perhaps you weren't the color
I thought, maybe I wanted so bad to see crimson red when in all actuality you were
black from the beginning or maybe just maybe you were always wilted, I really
don't know but I do know with a broken heavy heart that not every rose is as beautiful
as they appear...

Reviews

[Pushkar Prabhat]

WoW!!!
this really took a sharp turn........
what romantic beginning and a sad sad end..........
beautifully expressed Sir.........
i loved it!!!
:)

[Jamestown]

Thanks for checking it out and b-blessed!

[B]

Deception is essentially lack of loyalty and truthfulness with oneself
Inflicting pain on the world with its sharp strike
It often strikes those who love the most
Given they are nothing but sincere and true
To awaken to the darkness of another

Your wilted rose is that of most humanity's innate suffering
Love lost ..... to the dark shades of another

Wonderful job in keeping with your talented pen :)

[Jamestown]

Great review, thanks for checking it out and b-blessed!

[B]

Great poet ......

[mournful bear]

nice!!! so much heart! i love the flower, rose, analogy women are flowers. beauty is skin deep, visual, sent, and feel then with all that you see the true beauty. be blessed brother!

[Jamestown]

Thanks for checking it out and your kind review, b-blessed!

[sereenaoutloud]

wow this is really good! The metaphor use of the rose fits perfectly with this piece. Not all roses that appear beautiful and smell sweetly really are...some have a mighty Prick that can stab any heart!!
I loved this James! :)

[Jamestown]

Thanks for checking it out and your kind review, b-blessed!

[wordman]

hey man,you don`t know till you get em home lol

[Jamestown]

So true:) Thanks for checking it out and b-blessed!

[andrew mitchell]

Fantastic my friend and some come with thorns lol. a fun read totally!

[Jamestown]

True words, thanks for checking it out and b-blessed!