Black Rose Poem by Anthony Zeigler
Black Rose
I have a black rose
Thats use to be red.
The the next time i saw it.
I thought it was dead.
The rose turned black
Because of the feeling in my heart
Its like the rose knew
That i was falling apart
Before i knew it
My rose turned red
No longer did i think
That my rose was dead.
My heart is never more
Dark and black
After all my dark feelings went away.
That darkness shall never come back.
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4/23/2024 7:44:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is such a 'WOW' poem! ! I mean i really like the way you related emotions with a rose. Well let me rephrase that - all poets do that but this is so perfectly and differently elucidated! ! ! 10+ goes to the Black Rose!