Rose Garden Of Life

Rose Garden Of Life

A Poem by Angel Bird

This write was inspired by a painting of surreal artist Mark Ryden - The debutante - Please check it out.



Rose garden of life, was her strife

The dress, woven of her past, was a mess

Way too heavy, it made her steps unsteady

To feel love and fire, got her utmost desire

But this pompous gown, only made her frown

Laced-up too tight, she endured a sorry plight

The air so fresh, yet she found no breath

And there was no solution, to this pollution

Only left was one strive, to end this life

Doctors expressed, “Get rid of that dress, to end your distress!”

Yet to her, it was all a blur

In front of a mirror, they brutally divulged her demeanor

The image, without visage

And the overstuffed frock, gave her a shock

Alas she had to confess, there was no power in her to undress

She could only resign, to this lugubrious design

Words so impotent, and the threat all imminent

While her days darkened, for to the ghosts she harkened

One day, standing on the verge, irresistable the dreadful urge

With no fear, and ready to wake up in a new sphere

For in her right mind, she could not find

Any reason, to live an other desolate season

And she let go, feeling the ground beneath her feet to flow

Her spirit began to float, no sound made it to her throat


Strong hands suddenly yanked her back, made her stop in her track

“Want to be free, like falling tinsel from a christmas tree?”

A voice so warm, and full of charm

Through her daze a strange vibe, stirred her deeply inside

“Are you the Angel of Death, come to take my last breath?”

Her voice so frail, and a face all pale

He held this fragile being, sheltering her from harm

“No,” he softly whispered in her ear, “that’s not why I am here.”

“I believe fate, wants us to give life a new take.”

 She slowly opened her eye, and got lost in his smile

“Give me your hand, and help me your story to understand.”

“Let’s just walk, and have a nice talk.”

“Perhaps later a cup of coffee or tea, for you and me.”

Days and weeks went by, not a day without a ‘Hi!’

Now often, about him she was thinking, and was longing

For his touch, his warmth and wonderful kisses so much

Around her chest the tight lace, he slowly began to erase

His lips on her neck, burned on her soul a wonderful fleck

And smoothly, button after button, she became more wanton

For she started to breathe, with ease

In lovingly caressing her soul, he slowly made her whole

One day, it was in May

The gown entirely from her body slipped, and she no longer tripped

A love song now was sounding, to both their happy heart’s pounding


© 2017 Angel Bird

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Lovely! Story so beautifully put with the play of words! A well written peice of work!

Posted 7 Years Ago

beautiful. Quite the story told in this poem- I like how fun it was to read too!

Posted 8 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is beautiful and I really love the ending :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Angel Bird

9 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing! I appreciate.
I like that... the rhyming and flow made it fun to read... and i could see two meanings in the piece... it could be about obesity or how letting others control your life weighs you down mentally and spiritually.

Posted 11 Years Ago

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4 Reviews
Added on December 26, 2011
Last Updated on June 8, 2017
Tags: love, suicidal, dark, life, happiness


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