My flowercatty (47)in #poetry • 6 years ago My rose Your smell reminds me On someone who has become ash Someone who is very rusty in the heart The rose in the palm Until the heart is crushed red Until stabbing lies Died memories for you to save Sometimes the heart is tired to cry Shouting until the sound disappears already Crying to dry tears Just leaving tired I will not forget For every red roses you give Because at the end of my loyalty said In each of my eyelids my prayer anchored for you Now everything is black You're lost from a black eye looking Just a bunch of black roses I can give As dusk docks where we are. Thanks for visiting my blog Upvote and Follow me @catty #write #esteem
it was beautyful flower,thanks for sharing