Love, Death & The Flower Poem by Andrew Rose
Love, Death & The Flower
Black Petals lay across the hay,
crimson pools around his feet,
a mirror so that only he can see,
last words dying across his face,
Stem and thorns within the hand,
tears fall,
a story from her face,
only the wind will hear,
strangled cries,
last blood,
pooling at his feet
- The Black Rose
So lovely..yet sad...I like your style..always has a twist..very mind provoking...
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 6:36:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Awesome words Andrew...thanks....