Melancholy Rose, A Monologue Poem by Sandra Feldman

Melancholy Rose, A Monologue

Rating: 5.0


Roses,
I'm coming home,
Trying to cope with being alone,
Roses, as you sway,
In the dying light of day,
Memory winds play,
A saddened song.

Remembering,
Past images, display,
Moments, times foregone,
Then, without request,
Time stops or rests,
And Life loses,
What is its best:
'A tender smile,
A pressing hand,
The Look of Love
A passion grand.'
You close your eyes
Your heart just cries.

It's hard to breath,
The wind is cold,
Pain does not die,
It just grows old.

Roses,
You taught me with your Thorns
That life is sad, akin to pain,
That our poor lives are all in vain,
When Love is gone, we turn to Rain.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Manonton Dalan 01 June 2016

sadness follow as love fades to darkness... and sadness could be transition to happiness i hope... ver lovely poem...full of emotion...i like thorn of the rose.

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Valerie Dohren 07 December 2013

Very beautiful but sad Sandra - life often does seem to be in vain, and there certainly seem to be more, thorns than roses.

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Roseann Shawiak 05 December 2013

Very sad, tender poem, life does lose what is it's best, whenever someone we love dies. Very touching poem, Sandra. RoseAnn

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Hans Vr 03 December 2013

This poem is extremely well written. One can papate the sadness and depth of feelings expressed. The love sometimes seems to be gone so far away from us. The pain can be so big, but somehow the next little kindness done to us is the spark that will keep us going and we can multiply the little kindnesses and the sparks will provide the warmth we need to keep going. I wish you lots and lots of strenght and pray.

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Khairul Ahsan 01 December 2013

'Roses, You taught me with your Thorns That life is sad, akin to pain, That our poor lives are all in vain, When Love is gone, we turn to Rain.' I am deeply touched! 10/10.

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