The Heart Needs Poetry, the Rose Needs the Sun

Red rose, thine petals are enflamed,
Calling forth thine lover’s name,
Groaning out through winter’s vein;
Old rose, thine spirit hath been claimed.

Thy stem is steeped in cold frost’s bite,
Thy leaf is burned from rime’s harsh rite,
Thorn and root be seared from ice;
Cold rose, thine spirit hath been claimed.

Weak thine is; still thou doth fight,
Eager for beauty but swift bedight
Comes for thou, with bitter kiss;
Rose, thine spirit belong to this:

Faint rose, thine time hath arrived,
Night moves in, and brings the knife;
Last breath thine gives in the life
—Dark is death, dear rose,
Thine heart hath been claimed.

3 thoughts on “The Heart Needs Poetry, the Rose Needs the Sun

      • Gladly!! It’s such a wonderful piece and don’t worry if rhyming is hard for you, the important thing is to keep working on it and not to be afraid of challenging yourself.
        Looking forward to reading more of your poetry. 😉

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