Roses Poem by Leon Agnew

Roses



Within your heart lie roses of discontent
Without your face life simply goes on
It's a concept beyond me
Befuddling me
What roses would have thrilled me
Now simply thorn me
Is this how friendship dies?
With silence, love, and patient grace
A quiet word, a simple sigh
And nothing left but little lies
Slowly chiseling away at the wall
Petals of lost love
Falling to the ground
I'm losing my grip and losing my life
Nothing left to end my strife
I'll see you
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow.

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