Rose

Look at this rose
So red and pure
It's a symbol of love
After a while
It begins to fade
Dripping crimson blood
The blood from you
As it dies it fades to black
Leaving nothing to look back on
As the petals begin to fall
With the love you had for me
Look at this rose
It use to be red and pure
But now all it is
Is a black faded memory of you.

Author's Note

Not My Best

Reviews

[Sophie]

one of my favorites! nice work, i love the imagery you showed here

[Arthur Crow]

This is so beautifully sad.. you express the symbology of the rose perfectly here. I loved this.