The Roses

A girl realises that her past is just like the petals on the rose she held, the petals will fall and wither away and the memories will be erased. Thus, she learns to start anew in life.

She sits in a corner of her bed 

Holding the red rose in her hand

One of its petals have fallen 

Unto her lap 

Of her red dress

Every petal brings about a memory

Which she never chose to forget

Some petals brings tears

Which falls like dews on the remaining petals  

Some petals bring her joy

Which brought a smile as radiant as sunshine 

Every memory cherished

Dies like the petals on the flowers 

Good and bad memories in life

Are just like the petals on the rose

Some may fall and the rest may wither away

The past is just like the petals 

slipping away from her hands 

and falling on her skirt

she smiles as she realised 

and pick up the fallen petals

she throws them out the window

and allowed them to be carried away by the breeze

far away from her sorrows

and the memories that she kept

She plucks a new rose

and placed it in a vase on her dresser table

she smiles again as she realised

that despite how time flies

and roses fade

a new rose will be there

on her dresser to remind her of the day that lies in her hands

the day called 

the PRESENT

 

 

Reviews

[Saddam]

Some petals brings tears
Which falls like dews on the remaining petals
Some petals bring her joy
Which brought a smile as radiant as sunshine.

Memories............
They are all around us.
Brilliant piece. I love it. Thanks for sharing.

[Lyndy]

Thanks a lot! :)

[Vincent Makhathini]

This is is POETRY not just poetry!

[Lyndy]

Hahaha. Thanks. ^^

[Vincent Makhathini]

Mark my words :)

[Vincent Makhathini]

Mark my words :)