Rose

I love roses

Like the beauty of a rose,

Life's a secret no one knows.

When given red it shows his love,

While white brings hope like a flying dove.

Each prickle of its thorn,

A scratch in love that's torn.

Wilting petals shows its pain,

But without, life's just plain.

Reviews

[Wolfwind]

That's a really well rhymed poem! I found the last line to really have alot of power and importance in it. For when I think about that in conjunction with the pricks of the roses thorn, it kinda speaks about the trails of life, and with out some of the life lessons... life would be pretty boring.

Great Ink! =)
Aaron - Wolfwind

Thank you!