Evette Morales

Rookie (Infinitiy / Nowhere but Anywhere and not only Here)

Roses - Poem by Evette Morales

Beautiful secret
Color of scarlet
Hold the many
Petals of growth
Representation of nothing
Meanings of many

Given for love
If pricked the poisen
Running thy blood
Biting back words

Denial for her
Acceptance to him
Taste the sin
The Garden of Eden

The leaves of green
Lush lips of sunset
Close around
A whispering sound

Bitter end
Beautiful start
As time comes
It's falling apart

Bushes of quantity
Are left barren
But rebirth comes along
And brings more than

A single rose
Many times cut
It never seems to give up

Blinded of color
Thought to be praised
As truth breaks through
It really hates you...

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 21, 2010

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