The first thing that attracted me to read this poem was its name. A withering rose can hold so many artistic qualities, symbolising the death of a loved one, or love itself.
Apart from the positioning of the stanzas adding a great touch, each verse sounds automatic, yet gives off the impression that they were chosen over a period of 100 years, so as to capture true beauty. Not sure if you understand me on this, but its like one day in a magical place is one year on Earth.
Well done! For every pain that takes its toll, a blood-red petal falls.
The first thing that attracted me to read this poem was its name. A withering rose can hold so many artistic qualities, symbolising the death of a loved one, or love itself.
Apart from the positioning of the stanzas adding a great touch, each verse sounds automatic, yet gives off the impression that they were chosen over a period of 100 years, so as to capture true beauty. Not sure if you understand me on this, but its like one day in a magical place is one year on Earth.
Well done! For every pain that takes its toll, a blood-red petal falls.