thnx, all! here's one more:


The Blood of Roses

Raindrops fall,
And lightening flashes,
Upon the Earth tonight.
I see your smile,
As it once was,
A halo encompassing light.

A tear slides down my face,
As my sadness increases,
And my heart falls and breaks,
A thousand or more pieces.

And I can't see,
What there is besides,
What love and happiness,
My darkness hides.

The days that were,
When loves were built,
The nights of whispers,
Blown by sands,
Of time and wilt...

Ride on storms,
That rage across seas,
Across time and Earth,
On waves appeased.

A dam, a wall,
Of feelings built,
Must break now,
Upon what guilt!

Blacks and reds,
Whites: what lack,
The blood of roses,
Will bleed but black.

And the raindrops fall,
And the lightening flashes,
Upon the Earth,
With past it clashes.

But maybe not,
In aspects all,
For when darkness rose,
It was doomed to fall.

And light was there,
Among the rushes,
Rosebushes with thorns,
Sharp as the past,
And bold as the future.


[b]sorry for being such a "literary arts teacher" , but does anyone get what i'm trying to portray here? any themes? :mrgreen: