Lovely death

This is a poem about seeing the true beauty of someone i little too late. If you dont understand at first start by reading every other line.

Lovely shall I see the flower be

Shriveled and jaded here she lay 

Radiant as angel wings

The last petal falls slowly evanescing  

Vibrantly colored the blossom is 

Grieving of the wilted stem

Sweetly scented she blooms beautifully 

Tears of a somber fellow shed

Oh the soft and pureness of her being

Lay to rest thy beautiful soul

Delicate and strong in the rough and harsh winds

Engulfed in the cold, dark sea of nostalgia 

Lovely and lively she was to me 

In her death I see her true beauty 

Reviews

[Lasune]

This is beautiful, Very well described of life coming to a close.
Just one thing I don't know if it was deliberate but 'Shriveled and jaded her she lay' I think is meant to be the word Here or 'Shriveled and jaded her, she lay' Otherwise very good.

[Ciara]

Thank you! Oh and thats a typo. it was really supposed to be 'Shriveled and jaded here she lay'

[Daisy]

Beautiful thoughts! Amazing!

[Sami Khalil]

Very nice and good imagery. Bravo.........................