The Polish Rose

A poem about an ex lover that I will never stop loving

In this lonely life, love is my only salvation,

And the one I love most does not reside in the same nation!

A mind as sharp as a double edge sword and beautiful red hair,

and a voice with which even an angel could not compare!

I once earned the honor of being her love,

but alas, I turned out to be not quite good enough,

and lost her and began suffering not even the man above cannot see,

for she was the only woman that meant the world to me,

enough to where my passionate love for her has and always will burn like hot magma,

for a goddess of beauty and intellect named Magda.

Author's Note

This poem was written from the bottom of my heart for a girl I will always love more than life itself. I just made this with little time so its not as long as it would originally be and I used basic poem writing skills. I hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed getting it out my system.

Reviews

[Adreamer's Bluejay]

I think a lot of people know what this is like at one point in life or another, so nice job with that skill. Interesting use of word choice. Nice write