I bled you a rose;
Each droplet a petal,
To caress your skin.
I bled myself dry,
Just to see your smile.
I bled you a rose;
With bloodstained tears.
It was only one,
But it was full of my love.
I bled you a rose;
Thorns piercing my skin.
An empty stem is like,
A body with no soul.
It must be complete.
I bled you that rose;
And you cast it away,
Along with my joy.
There are no scars,
From it's thorns;
But there are the ones,
That you have torn.
Author notes
Option #7
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Awww this is absolutely beautiful, so heartfelt. As I love roses and imagery, this make me feel all warm inside. Beautifully done here
. Thank you so much! x
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wow! this is wonderful, and the repition really helped its impact. wonderful descriptions, and lovely write. good luck in the contest!
take care
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"I bled you that rose;
And you cast it away"
I like the word cast
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This is so beautiful; so sad. It's kind of poignant. This is amazing imagery, it's really well written. I hope those inner scars heal themselves.
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The repetition of "I bled you a rose" is great, and it works! All of it is very well written
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Hooray. Commenting is fun. Another tacful and interesting poem which you have brewed my dear Sorath. the title made me click it! I enjoyed this verse the most:
I bled you that rose;
And you cast it away,
Along with my joy.
There are no scars,
From it's thorns;
But there are the ones,
That you have torn.
The last one, and it summed up the poem and made it, like, final! Hooray.
-Love Swintha
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