Feb 28

The rise and the fall
Of the rose petals in a storm
Left to defend with only thorns
And already more than halfway gone

The scent carries on the wind
Of this Rose, I'm guardian
Guarding what is left
Of a beauty left in the past...

Because although they say true beauty never dies
A rose wasn't built to last

#beauty   #storm   #rose   #scent   #petals   #thorn   #guardian   #vyscern  

The inner city rose garden
Rested high above the fumes
Soaking in the filtered sunlight
Like the tired old lady on her balcony
After her third marriage:
Still colourful
Still fragrant
And not without her unfair share of thorns.

#garden   #marriage   #rose   #divorce   #thorn  

dark smoke clouding around me, so thick my eyes can't push through it. My hands, feeling my surroundings grasp onto a rose, pricking my finger with its thorns, a drop of light blood appears. Twirling it between my fingers i realize there is light within the darkness.

#depression   #eyes   #dark   #happiness   #darkness   #clouds   #blood   #smoke   #rose   #thorn  
Dec 12, 2016

you are unloved,
undissolved in a world you
watch through glass

and once again,
you are nine; in the bathroom,
on that floor, as
the blue tiled walls reflect,
and replay
over and over and

you wish that
you never truly woke up, from
the strange mix of dream
and reality you
succumbed to long ago,

like a princess, at
wrapped in thorns

you'd never have had to pack
that sleepover bag every time
he made you cry,

even as the tv still played
cartoons, snot still
ran, and you still
bled (and left).

no one loves as much a i do
#love   #dream   #cry   #reality   #bleed   #blood   #princess   #unloved   #thorn   #leak  
Erin Suurkoivu
Erin Suurkoivu
Sep 24, 2016

Sometimes I am more

thorn than flower

but a rose is a rose is a rose

#flower   #rose   #thorn  
Aug 18, 2016

you handed me a bunch of thorns;
and blamed me for not thanking you for the "roses".

-wrote this over 6 months ago.
matter of perspective.
#love   #pain   #rose   #thorn  
Aug 14, 2016

She just wanted to be his shadow
He took away her light
Blinded by the frightening darkness
She walked on the thorns

In the stream of tears.
#shadow   #darkness   #blind   #light   #walk   #thorn  
Poetic T
Poetic T
Jun 6, 2016

On a swing of deadened wood she would
Swing, holding upon these slender ropes of thorn.

Piercing onto flesh, but always held on as
Though to fall, but tears bleed from this motion.

Back and forth, white became red as a head
Slumped forward and motions carried on as hand frim.

This dead wood sat upon a rope of thorns
Motioning the seeping tide  that with each gesture flowed.

Grasping fingers ridged as these swings, each
With heads slumped, bleed a little and swung always evermore .

#blood   #thorn   #slumped  
Wyatt R
Wyatt R
Apr 8, 2016

Sometimes you're the rose and sometimes you're the thorn.
I've gotta correct the situation
because I know I've done something wrong.
I just want to feel something different than this.
I'm sick of hearing the same old songs,
time to change the album and write something new.
Now that I'm stronger on my own,
maybe I can overpower the things in my head.
Turning dark thoughts into strong action.
Sometimes you're the rose and sometimes you're the thorn.
Sometimes you're the sunshine and sometimes you're the storm.

#storm   #sunshine   #rose   #stronger   #thorn   #correct  
Pauline Russell
Pauline Russell
Mar 6, 2016

He reached for the rose, but forgot about the thorns
He reached for the beast, but forgot about the horns
He reached for the future, but forgot about the past
He reached for the journey, but forgot about the quest
He reached for the sun, but forgot about the burn
He reached for the knowledge, but forgot what he'd learned
That light without darkness simply can not exist
Like the possessed without an exorcist
One without the other would have no value
With is you cannot argue

#knowledge   #journey   #rose   #quest   #beast   #thorn   #horns  
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