A rose I used to hold so dearly <br />cherishing it where ever I see <br />but why didn't I see it clearly? <br />How soon the rose did bloom <br /> <br />A rose I grew on such occasion <br />and gave it to her <br />As beautiful as any painting <br />she accepted it without hesitation <br /> <br />A rose that was blossoming <br />do you want to reminisce with me? <br />I nourished this rose every day <br />but it was too much for her to see <br /> <br />A rose that was slowly dying <br />but I ran out of water <br />I can't seem to get it off the ground <br />is this how it will decay? <br /> <br />A rose that turned black <br />just like the ground beneath it <br />Withered and torn <br />forever in the hole it deserves<br /><br />Zayne Venilos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/withered-rose-4/
