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Withering Rose
through crystal eyes
i see the frailty of the rose
which hides her thorns
amongst her dying beauty.
trying to grasp this in my hand
with a beating heart torn from my chest
striving to be captivated
within the withering charm.
falling from godly grace
landing on broken knees
eyes sealed, unwavering
filled by wells of fears
realizing something so delicate
is not worth the waste
of streams of salt
and waves of tears.
i see the frailty of the rose
which hides her thorns
amongst her dying beauty.
trying to grasp this in my hand
with a beating heart torn from my chest
striving to be captivated
within the withering charm.
falling from godly grace
landing on broken knees
eyes sealed, unwavering
filled by wells of fears
realizing something so delicate
is not worth the waste
of streams of salt
and waves of tears.
Published 5th Jun 2014
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6th Jun 2014 1:38am
This made my heart sink. Although your poem speaks of a flower, I envision a woman suffering from heartache. An excellent piece!
6th Jun 2014 3:05am
