The Death of a Rose
The Death of a Rose
A rose without love will wither and die.
Do you know why?
A symbol of beauty and undying love,
Like a lone dove up above, without Love,
….a rose will wither and die.
I tell you it is no lie. In all her perfection,
Without constant affection,
Or, abundant protection…
She’ll feel the rejection
And wither and die.
A rose left out in the cold,
Can no longer stand brazen and bold.
A Rose without Passion..
Or lack of compassion…
In all of her fashion.
Will only wither and die.
Yes a Rose will wither and die
Like devotion misplaced
A rose defaced, it has no place-
So it only will wither and die.
A rose will close up wither and die
Her display of crimson will not glisten
Like a woman scorned, no longer adorned
She’ll end up prickly and thorned.
A Rose will wither and die
Now this you can’t deny
Like a heart fed nothing but lies
And eyes that cry, like a bleeding heart
Calling its lover a broken wing
That loses its flutter.
A Rose will wither and die.
A Rose not cherished will wither and die
No matter how it tries
Its petals parish, its leaves dry
It will not thrive, have the will to survive
Can not be revived only die.
With inner most beauty running so deep
A rose without Love, can only weep
And none of its loveliness you’ll ever reap
So Goes The Death Of A Rose.
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