06 January, 2010

The Rose

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Hey y'all

Just dropping by. The new year is already very busy. But I'm still managing to make time for Literature and will hopefully be able to share my findings with you soon. Well, I've been writing poems, like I said I wanted to. And I just thought that I'd share one with you. I hope you like it.




The Rose

The beautiful, harmless, flawless rose
Its soft white petals
Filled with its desirable scent
A mark of innocence
The rose
That beautiful, harmless, flawless rose
The rose called out to me in silence
It was my every longing
But, my rough hands could not handle such delicacy
I tore out a petal or two
Damaged its perfection
Scarred the rose
The rose
Still that beautiful, harmless rose
I am no more careful
Than I was when I found it
And the more the rose endures
The rougher I become
But the rose
That beautiful harmless rose
Pricked the blood out of my thumb
The Rose
That beautiful rose
I should have known
There is no rose without a thorn
Tunsie

Well I'm off to do some reading. I started reading this new book, The Wrong Girl. It seems interesting so far. My last book, The Mineral Palace, was a great book. I really enjoyed reading it. Anyways I'm off now.

Cheers!
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5 comments:

  1. true..thres no rose without a thorn..its beautiful flawless still pricked out the blood...gud poem!!

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  2. Lovely Poem!...glad your New Year is clicking right along...~S!~

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  3. Enjoyable well written poem, loved it :)

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  4. I really love this poem. wish there were thorn-less roses but it is so true.keep it up! loving the blog

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