Withered Rose

by Adelaide   Feb 17, 2010


Depleting beauty,
existing only for ridicule,
fading petals hanging on,
bowing in submission,
dew dripping down,
crying lonely tears,
flawed among perfect beauty,
withering slowly
suffering its last moments
of life

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  • 14 years ago

    by Mr Rhee

    A beautiful piece. In sadness, there is a beauty. The passing of a rose is always sad. Good write.

  • 14 years ago

    by Donna

    So gentle relaxing but beautifull to read .. Loved it

    Donna
    Take care xx

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