The Final Rose(2016) Poem by M.W. Styner

The Final Rose(2016)



These tears that fall down my eyes are no surprise.
The heart is soak in its fragrance behind my lost demise.
These tears that fall down my eyes are buried underneath the skin.
The blood bleed eternally with a small crack of comfort creeping in.
These tears that fall down my eyes are bittersweet when it touches the lips.
Drip
Drip
Drip
As I close my eyes to cry
I open my eyes and no tears fall down my cheek.
The tears are silent is no surprise.
So, I close my eyes and say my final goodbyes.

The Final Rose(2016)
Thursday, December 17, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: heartbreak,pain
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