Rose Its ugly head
yet again bringing destruction
Blunder...
a flower thought to be mature,
still wrapped in her cocoon,
budding they thought,
yet still naive and untouched...
Revelation...
Pretence doesn't really work,
does it?
some can see right through
opaque, frosted ... I thought
.....crystal clear
Reality...
Think...
messed mesh of emotions
tough rigorous squabble
of the mind and heart
only one being the
accepted authority
Crushed...
agony blurs vision
Imagination turned rocks
to gold,
an enchanted life I foresaw
Dreams...
Author notes
I can always rely on poetry to blurt out feelings
Image credits - irongotic.brasilflog.com.br/1110392301.jpg
Written April 18th, 2006
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