Like A Rose Trampeled On The Ground Poem by umoh cyril

When love turns to hatred, what's there to see? ,
Or when Friendship turns to love what's there to feel,
And like a rose trampled on this holy ground,
I'll sink into this earth till I'm no more found,

My self esteem means nothing to anyone,
I know I was jilted but couldn't tell how,
My soul has been crushed alongside my heart,
And my life means nothing to even death himself,

Like a rose trampled on the ground,
Like a love bud deprived to blossom,
Like the petals of life being torn,
Like a lovers wish being turned down,

A young rose plucked from the garden,
I was not given the chance to blossom,
A young lad being deprived of parenthood,
A fidelity being mocked at.