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The rose
Contributed by
Aika
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Tuesday, 23rd December 2003 @ 03:29:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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I have passed you my rose,
you passed me that yours
My rose had no thorns
so seemed that yours
Together we shared
the sun above us
Our petals hid each other
when rain sent from heavy clouds
One day we were planted
in one garden
you showed me your lovely petals,
you showed me your hidden thorns
I whithered, could not share your sun
nor protect you against the rain
Then suddenly another rose
seemed to save us both
A lot of grass around us
fertail soil to keep us strong
But something rotten in the air
putting me down
The fertail soil seemed to be trick
my rose felt surrounded with weed
wanted to grow up so high,
to escape from this false paradise
the rose asked the sun
the rose asked the rain
she was shown the light
she was shown the way
my rose found your hidden thorns
like once, but now there were many more
The petals of my rose are lovely again
but will never more be passed the same way....
Copyright ©
Aika
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2003-12-23 15:29:48]
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Re: The rose
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by mercedes on
Tuesday, 23rd December 2003 @ 11:20:02 PM AEST
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| Good write, i liked this one a lot |
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Re: The rose
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by lovingcritters on
Wednesday, 24th December 2003 @ 09:58:37 PM AEST
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aika, this was one of the most beauitful poems I've ever read. I love roses, and use them many times in my writes....but this time they were used so delicately, and yet with thorns that hurt! It truly touched my heart Aika...I was amazed to see you write that you grew to get away from the weeds. For Bad Associations ruin useful habits...whether you are a plant, forest, or a human creature...stay away from the bad.....your good will not rub off on them...but their bad can demolish you!
Loved this poem....absolutely beautiful in ever say!
lovingcritters....i love you
ConSue
I almost missed it...
surely glad I didn't |
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