Outdoor Rose

This poem explains the darkness we all have inside us and how beauty unveils it.

A flower withering by a hard stone

The rain falls but its too weak to drink

Wet and cold but not alone

It’s roots connected to another’s feet

 

Leaves blown away freely from storm’s end

Unraveling its naked thorns

Quickly the dim setting has changed

Leaving the other flowers quick to scorn

 

The sun shines brighter

The flower soaks up the rays

Bright and beautiful leaning against the stone

The others decided they did not want to play

 

The guard walks and spots the beautiful rose

It’s beauty so striking his hand reaches out

His finger pricked he lets go

The rose falls on the dirty pebble route

 

Dark clouds approach rain falls down

The graveyard is like an overflowing sink

The rose torn from its roots thirsty

And now it will never be able to drink

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A lot of hidden thoughts and words in the poetry.
"The sun shines brighter
The flower soaks up the rays
Bright and beautiful leaning against the stone
The others decided they did not want to play"
The above lines told the truth. Need many things to survive. If one is missing. What is left? Thank you Kristin for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Dr. Wood ?]

sad and uplifting at the same time, this shows how precious yet fragile life can be