the red rose lays upon my desk,
helpless to all that surrounds it.
i look at it in disgust...
it needs no water,
for he who gave it to me,
needs none as well.
so slowly,
it wilts and dies away...
like you did that day,
when you told me you hated me.
a red rose you gave wanting forgiveness...
but forgiveness i do not show.
so i ignore the flower once more,
and let the dried petals fall,
and let them litter my desk.
all it is to me,
is a simple petty reminder of you,
and how you died away.
A contest entry
- A red rose by Angelo di Luce.
480 points, ended June 24, 2008, 16 entries
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Comments
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Oh how sad!
A sad poem of love gone wrong...
Good write!
Best regards,
DeGraw
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Thank you for entering my contest. This is a very emotional poem. I'm going to assume this is a real life experience as the bitterness oozes from those words. |People suck| ha sorry i just had to say that. I love how you compare a person fading away as a rose petal dieing. Great write and good luck
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I feel anger when reading this poem!!!! Am I right? or wrong?
Did you just make this story up??? If you did, your imagination is fantastic!!!!! I enjoyed this read!!!!!!
Best wishes in the contest!!!!!!!!!!!! -
They also take roses to funerals
quite right.
Thank you.
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Why don't do do rhyme no moerz ='[
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