Rose Poems
#rose
Rose poems, here you'll find poetry about roses, a symbol of delicate beauty, tainted innocence and immortal love. Nature and symbolic poetry about roses, from a fragile petal to a sharp prick from a thorn. White roses symbolise purity, red roses passion and love and a black rose is associated with gothic beauty and death.
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Damon
Damon
Poem Published
14th Feb 2020 00:54am
14th Feb 2020 00:54am
Roses of Insanity
A beautiful rose has thorns that can hurt you
So do some of the people in this world too
Don't pursue anyone only based off of looks
Find one who has consumed an array of books
Don't get hooked on the addictive drug of vanity
Be careful who you love for it's a form of insanity
Collectively we've all been there at one time or another
It's not always what it's cracked up to be is what we discover
A four leaf clover doesn't always provide good luck
Bad relationship after bad relationship like what the f*ck
Causing you to...
So do some of the people in this world too
Don't pursue anyone only based off of looks
Find one who has consumed an array of books
Don't get hooked on the addictive drug of vanity
Be careful who you love for it's a form of insanity
Collectively we've all been there at one time or another
It's not always what it's cracked up to be is what we discover
A four leaf clover doesn't always provide good luck
Bad relationship after bad relationship like what the f*ck
Causing you to...
#love
#relationships
#breakup
#rose
#vanity
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3 Comments
tasia_arlene
Tasia Arlene
Tasia Arlene
Poem Published
6th Feb 2020 2:05am
6th Feb 2020 2:05am
Flower Shop
He was kind of like rose,
One to only show up on occasion I suppose.
Only comes around in the lows.
Makes you feel so great but never grows.
Just dies under your lonely cries.
Don't act so surprised.
Just keep picking up the petals,
Until it finally settles,
My hell you’re speaking in riddles.
Don't say it was the affection you never showed.
You can’t keep messing up, and sorry we are closed.
All the roses have been sold to the ones a little less cold.
One to only show up on occasion I suppose.
Only comes around in the lows.
Makes you feel so great but never grows.
Just dies under your lonely cries.
Don't act so surprised.
Just keep picking up the petals,
Until it finally settles,
My hell you’re speaking in riddles.
Don't say it was the affection you never showed.
You can’t keep messing up, and sorry we are closed.
All the roses have been sold to the ones a little less cold.
#love
#flowers
#rose
#disappointment
#hurt
50 reads
2 Comments
Phantom2426
Poem Published
4th Feb 2020 4:26pm
4th Feb 2020 4:26pm
Truth/Pain
Telling the truth
Killing my heart
Black Roses sprung
insde my soul
I can't lie
Pain is coming
Truth is killing me!
Killing my heart
Black Roses sprung
insde my soul
I can't lie
Pain is coming
Truth is killing me!
#lies
#rose
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#hurt
28 reads
2 Comments
sarahshahzad
Poem Published
7th Jan 2020 11:19am
7th Jan 2020 11:19am
Rose flower life poem
Rose
Poem
Roses are sweet, but not petit,
They never dry out, as they fly in,
Precious for the house of those, who are good,
Pleasing for the house of those, who are special,
They never thought of encountering a lost rose,
Who was tossed away,
For being dried-up all of a sudden,
As they notice its specialty,
And that it’s not impoverished
Down they went to help the seed of the same specialty,
Rose, they met,
Precious to those who are good, with the identical rose,...
Poem
Roses are sweet, but not petit,
They never dry out, as they fly in,
Precious for the house of those, who are good,
Pleasing for the house of those, who are special,
They never thought of encountering a lost rose,
Who was tossed away,
For being dried-up all of a sudden,
As they notice its specialty,
And that it’s not impoverished
Down they went to help the seed of the same specialty,
Rose, they met,
Precious to those who are good, with the identical rose,...
#flowers
#rose
#nature
118 reads
21 Comments
russell_snow
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2020 6:01pm
3rd Jan 2020 6:01pm
Growing
(A Palindrome Poem)
Flowers of feast
Yellow, lavender, pink
Hours dripping rain, morning
Rose of scents, calming
Sunshine savory afternoon
Fresh, warm, blooming
Petals falling carefully
Slow fading night
Love on hold
Echoes of light
Breathe to live
Courage
Live to breathe
Light of echoes
Hold on love
Night fading slow
Carefully falling petals
Afternoon savory sunshine
Blooming, warm, fresh
Calming scents of rose
Morning rain dripping hours
Pink, lavender, yellow
Feast of...
Flowers of feast
Yellow, lavender, pink
Hours dripping rain, morning
Rose of scents, calming
Sunshine savory afternoon
Fresh, warm, blooming
Petals falling carefully
Slow fading night
Love on hold
Echoes of light
Breathe to live
Courage
Live to breathe
Light of echoes
Hold on love
Night fading slow
Carefully falling petals
Afternoon savory sunshine
Blooming, warm, fresh
Calming scents of rose
Morning rain dripping hours
Pink, lavender, yellow
Feast of...
#love
#courage
#flowers #rose
#flowers #rose
77 reads
3 Comments
Layla
Poem Published
30th Dec 2019 8:14pm
30th Dec 2019 8:14pm
Send Me Flowers When I’m Dead
Where would I put these beautiful long stemmed roses
Carefully wrapped, tied in a box doomed from the start
With a note, “You will always be loved” laid on top.
Sentimentality never cloaked you well, darling. Neither
Your accent with southern veil assuring remembrance
Somehow, somewhere. Tempering calamity of surface
Perfectly trimmed arrow’d stems puncturing the wound.
Again.
Faithful to the pain, my fingers search for the thorns
Carved claws feel smooth, yet; sharp against my fingertips
To dig graveyard of rusted memories but...
Carefully wrapped, tied in a box doomed from the start
With a note, “You will always be loved” laid on top.
Sentimentality never cloaked you well, darling. Neither
Your accent with southern veil assuring remembrance
Somehow, somewhere. Tempering calamity of surface
Perfectly trimmed arrow’d stems puncturing the wound.
Again.
Faithful to the pain, my fingers search for the thorns
Carved claws feel smooth, yet; sharp against my fingertips
To dig graveyard of rusted memories but...
#death
#flowers
#rose
122 reads
3 Comments
Wallflower24
Jordan
Jordan
Poem Published
19th Nov 2019 12:31pm
19th Nov 2019 12:31pm
The End
As the rose dies,
so does their love.
But was it ever really that
or feelings they thought were inside.
It's hard to determine,
but the wilting petals don't lie.
The stem felt her tears.
Colors disappeared.
As she felt the bittersweet kiss of the thorn,
she knew that time held her fears.
The sky fell low.
Darkness was near.
The clouds began crying weary tears.
What was the ending?
Was it something love could surpass?
The heart didn't know,
until the tears were like glass.
Falling more and more heavy, ...
so does their love.
But was it ever really that
or feelings they thought were inside.
It's hard to determine,
but the wilting petals don't lie.
The stem felt her tears.
Colors disappeared.
As she felt the bittersweet kiss of the thorn,
she knew that time held her fears.
The sky fell low.
Darkness was near.
The clouds began crying weary tears.
What was the ending?
Was it something love could surpass?
The heart didn't know,
until the tears were like glass.
Falling more and more heavy, ...
#love
#death
#rose
113 reads
3 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
24th Oct 2019 7:04pm
24th Oct 2019 7:04pm
Rose’s Petals
Rain nor sun matters
As a rose’s petals curl
Like a crooked smile
As a rose’s petals curl
Like a crooked smile
#rose
#nature
#haiku
59 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
13th Oct 2019 6:28am
13th Oct 2019 6:28am
the rose lives but to bloom and die
Do not watch the petals fall from the rose with sadness; know that, like life,
things sometimes must fade before they can bloom again.—Anonymous
..i..
the rose and i a common life
so fragile and so swift
beneath death’s sacrificial knife
each breath a fleeting gift
..ii..
the earth that strangulates our feet
but gives us strength to grow
as from the shadows of defeat
our life force dares to flow
..iii..
a crown of thorns our slight defense
against vile predators
who dog our paths with violence ...
things sometimes must fade before they can bloom again.—Anonymous
..i..
the rose and i a common life
so fragile and so swift
beneath death’s sacrificial knife
each breath a fleeting gift
..ii..
the earth that strangulates our feet
but gives us strength to grow
as from the shadows of defeat
our life force dares to flow
..iii..
a crown of thorns our slight defense
against vile predators
who dog our paths with violence ...
#courage
#flowers
#rose
#TruthOfLife
#healing
120 reads
6 Comments
marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
10th Sep 2019 4:09am
10th Sep 2019 4:09am
This Rose
I look at this rose
And see more than just a flower
It's a new beginning
And a new chapter of my life
I look at this rose
And I can't help but smile
Because now
Every rose makes me think of you
I look at this rose
And marvel at its beauty
Feeling loved
Knowing you thought of me
I look at this rose
So plain and small
Yet this simple act
Means you care
And that's all
I've ever wanted
And all
I'll ever need
And see more than just a flower
It's a new beginning
And a new chapter of my life
I look at this rose
And I can't help but smile
Because now
Every rose makes me think of you
I look at this rose
And marvel at its beauty
Feeling loved
Knowing you thought of me
I look at this rose
So plain and small
Yet this simple act
Means you care
And that's all
I've ever wanted
And all
I'll ever need
#love
#rose
219 reads
4 Comments
AaHarvey
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2019 9:12am
3rd Aug 2019 9:12am
Rose
A black rose signals the end of time.
A white rose is a sign of life.
A red rose is sealed with a kiss.
A yellow rose shows you are unique.
A blue rose is a beautiful thing.
A pink rose is as sweet as can be.
(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
A white rose is a sign of life.
A red rose is sealed with a kiss.
A yellow rose shows you are unique.
A blue rose is a beautiful thing.
A pink rose is as sweet as can be.
(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#love
#romantic
#beauty
#death
#rose
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0 Comments
BeginningPoet
Poem Published
26th Jun 2019 11:18pm
26th Jun 2019 11:18pm
Rose
See the rose
so sweet, majestic
as it grows,
a beautiful flower,
graceful and tall,
smiling all through
the warm months
unchallenged,
into the Fall.
so sweet, majestic
as it grows,
a beautiful flower,
graceful and tall,
smiling all through
the warm months
unchallenged,
into the Fall.
#flowers
#rose
#nature
157 reads
9 Comments
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