Shijin Ronin

Rookie (09/30/1989 / Bloomington, IL)

A Dying Rose - Poem by Shijin Ronin

I gaze upon a rose, that
represents my life.
Everything it's been through, shows
you all my strife.
As my pedal fall away, with
the Spring time wind.
I fall down to my knees, and
hold the wound I cannot mend.

She look and saw the beauty, and
took hold of my form.
But looks can be deceiving, as
she felt my thorns.

Another one has come and gone, and
left me on the ground.
Autumn comes with its leaves, and
I cannot be found.
But leaves are raked away, but
with it another pedal goes.
Better hurry, for when you get here
I won't be much of a rose.

Another one has come along, and
takes me in her hands.
But my thorns have struck again, and
I fall back to the land.

Now Winter has come, and
I am all alone.
I lay here in the snow, and
shiver to the bone.
Another pedal falls away, from
my weary blossom.
And now you can barely hear,
the thumping of my bosom.

Another hand comes, and
holds me tight.
But too tight she holds me, and
I fall back to the night.

Summer is finally here, so
the green grass grows.
Not too much is left, of
this fading rose.
For another pedal fell, from
she who held me tight.
And I lay alone, in the
warm Summer nights.

Now comes the gentlest, who
held me in her heart.
But she too let me go, and
I fell back to the dark.

Another year has come and gone, and
I am still alone.
Will I ever find my love, now
that I do not know.
But Spring is back, and
love is in the air.
And another pedal falls, to
see you, the one so fair.

But you've come and picked me up, and
you hold me close.
And you still hold me till this day, holding
me, a dying rose.


Comments about A Dying Rose by Shijin Ronin

  • Rookie Adam Seifert (10/28/2008 2:27:00 PM)

    you are a very good poet
    your poems are packed with emotion
    and they are artfully put together
    thank you (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 21, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 18, 2011


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