Withering Rose

Oh, withering rose

Left alone in the snow

Buried under snowflakes

Under the dead grass, lying low

 

As the snowflakes gently plant

A kiss on your crimson lips

Over life, your tiny soul

Gradually looses it's grip

 

Painful tears of blood

Your fragile petals cry

As lovers drift apart

As lovers, they die

 

And as your petals fall

The poison, Romeo takes

And with a dagger to her heart

Juliet finally breaks

 

The thorns on your stem

Grow sharper as they die

And as your heart bleeds

No one hears your pleading cry

 

Oh, withering rose

Now crimson from red

Dying of the hate for love

And everything they said

 

Oh, withering rose

Still pleading as you die

And even as you breathe your last

No one hears your cry

Author's Note

Hey everyone!
So, the first verse came to me a few minutes before I fell asleep last night :D I don't know how it grew into a poem, but I grabbed a notebook in school, and just started writing! haha lol :P
Please don't forget to swing a review by! :)

Reviews

[MOON]

Poignant beautiful write , love the way the colours fade emphasising the points. Love the fourth stanza particularly.

[Captivating Ink]

this is my favourite poem of yours :)

[Amelia]

LOVE how you visually established the withering of the rose. Very good and creative idea. And the way you Incorporated Romeo and Juliet was beautiful. One of my favorites of yours.

[Lina Grey]

How bittersweet, dark. I like how the color faded with each stanza, representing the flower's slow death, and the picture is beautiful dear.

[Aehr]

thank you :)

[Lina Grey]

:)

[Flutterby aish]

nice one!!!!!!!

[Aehr]

sabse chota review hi likhna tu toh

[Flutterby aish]

Its a poem full of emotions......n the way thibgs hv been described its beautiful!!!! As a writer you did not only describe it beautifully bt also made the text look even more exquisite by co-ordinating wid the colour scheme!!!!!!!
Le khush ya abhi aur chittha likhun???????? ;)

[Aehr]

nah..... itna kaafi hai :P

[Forgotten]

This was a beautiful peace, an emotional flurry of words and verses. The way you compared the rose to love was very clever and I don't think I have thought about it in that light before but I see what you mean. I liked this a lot, hoping to see more from you in the future.

[PurpleQuartz]

So beautiful and sad. An amazing poem

[patti]

a beautiful poem indeed, it has nice rhythm... like the comparison love to a rose is so beautiful but yet painful... nice poem :)

[Danielle]

Beautiful flow, this is such a pretty poem!

[Reeti]

It's an astoundingly beautiful, allegorical verse. It signifies romance or the dying of romance when the rose is blossoming or 'withering'. The most unique parts of it is the 5th and 6th stanza which sharply invokes the pain and woes of the 'withering rose' as felt by an actual person. As for rhyming, every stanza has been infallibly versed with an euphonious rhythm pleasing to the senses.
I suppose when you say 'aloe in the snow', it apparently means 'alone in the snow' and 'dagger to hear heart' should mean 'dagger to her heart'.
Anyway, i admire the classic touch to your verse with a rotund, poetic and pining call coming from the narrator.

[Aehr]

oh my God, Reeti, thank you. It really means a lot to me.
Haha, my bad :P I'll edit it.

[Reeti]

you're welcome, Rhea. I do mean it earnestly. ;-)