Drowning Rose Poem by Robert Smith

Drowning Rose



a rose in still water
bathed crystalline crimson
soft as a dream
in a tomb of despair

beheld by a maiden
choked too in dark beauty
sorrowed and lonely
both gasping for air

thorns far below
begged deep holes in her flesh
through duty and pain
she held true to its plea

from abyss they rose
to the sun and blue sky
mutual saviors
both bloody and free

Tuesday, April 14, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,prison
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