The rose

Fury is the root
Love the soil
Powered by love 
Actions of fury 
Creating by two opposites
A beauty incomparable 
The red flare of love and passion
A thorny stem of fury 
Yet it wilts when it dies
Showing love
Nor Fury
Will last forever
Only a lifetime 
A beautiful rose indeed
Something not soon forgotten
It's beauty will not last
It will over time
Pale in comparison to a lily
Someday this beauty will die
And contradictions occur
The traces of fury and love
Will still be there
Like blood and ink 
Will forever be