THE ROSE(
THIS POEM IS WRITTEN SOLELY BY ME SUMINI ROHANI, IF YOU WANNA USE IT, PLEASE GIVE ME CREDIT FOR IT. THANKS.)
KNOWN TO BE A SYMBOL OF LOVE
BEAUTIFUL ROSES THAT COULD CAPTURE A WOMAN'S HEART
FILLING THE EMPTINESS WITH HOPE, LOVE AND WARMTH
THAT IS WHERE ALL THE LOVING GAMES WILL START
IT USED TO BE A BEAUTY IN MY EYES
NOW UGLINESS IT SEEMS TO ME
THE SWEET SCENT STARTED TO FADE AWAY
EVERYTHING, STARTED TO DIE WITHIN ME
PROTRUDED THORNS STUCK OUT PROMINENTLY
PRICKING MY FINGERS AS I WATCH IT BLEED
WARM BLOOD SNAKED THROUGH THE THORNY PATHS
IT FLOWS AND FLOWS UNTIL IT FINALLY REACHED THE TIP
ROSES GIVEN TO ME BY THE MAN I LOVE
PROMISES MADE UP OF LOVE AND TRUST HE ASSURED ME
OH GOD! HOW NAIVE I WAS!
NEVER DID I IMAGINED HE WOULD DESERT ME!
THIS IS HOW MY STORY OF LOVE GOES
ALL THE TEARS HAD ALREADY RUN DRY
I HOPED THAT TIME COULD HEAL THE WOUNDS
TELLING MYSELF, I WILL SURVIVE
LIKE HOW I ALWAYS DO....
TIME AND TIME AGAIN....
Haha, I added those 2 sentences. I guess I wrote these when I was about 13 or 14 years old. I can't really recall which ex-boyfriends of mine had hurt me at that time. Sadly enough, I'd experienced this unfortunate turmoil one after another.
I'd always thought at that time, 'he' was the one. But after seeing their souls, I understood why it was not meant to be.
Guess God had his reasons.