Amongst the yellow rose she chose to linger
Reminded of the love she hoped to find
Pricked by the thorny yellow rose upon her finger
Reminded of the love she left behind
Scarlet drops of blood fell from her hand
Reminded of the tears she once had shed
Pricked by the life she had once planned
Reminded of how her heart had bled
Lifting her tear stained face toward the sky
Reminded of the better times ahead
Pricked by the loneliness of her sigh
Reminded of this place where love lay dead
Reminded of how her heart had bled Lifting her tear stained face toward the sky Reminded of the better times ahead Pricked by the loneliness of her sigh Reminded of this place where love lay dead I love the way you refrained this poem and the ending line is perfect. Well done, poet! best, alicia
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A deeply moving poem.