i asked my lover
where is my blue rose
he quietly says
where ever i go
i stare in curiosity
as he gazes into mine
he calls me his baby
i call him my light
as we walk to the doors
of his beauiful life
yet he never tells me
where he keeps his rose
and i laugh it off
even his white lies
make my heart bloom
one day cancer grows
on his beautiful heart
his life go's away
and so does mine too
his funeral came
and my broken heart flew
when i stared at his grave
the blue roses bloomed
i looked at my memories
that sprouted in the flowers
he never said a lie
for i was his blue rose
that followed him
his blue rose baby
Blue rose poem,?
Hello there... I like your poem. I'm a poet my self. I like the way you project your feelings trough it. I know it's not easy, Keep writing , your good. I'm sorry about your lost. It's almost ironic that something beautiful come from a painful experience. That's what make this art so incredible. Good luck to you. Best wishes from my heart ♥
Reply:nice poem... i was just listening to an italian song called 'una rosa blue' :-) yours is nice too!
Reply:Its a beautiful yet sad poem...I hope this didnt happen to you.. but definitely, it is very well done! I liked it.
Reply:Blue Rose,
I love your poem. the only thing I have a small problem with is the meter. I think it needs to flow smoother. the poem itself is fine. I reallly enjoyed it and you do have talent. Keep writing and I'll keep watching for your poems.
Reply:Umm... I would call this more of a story than a poem? And what is your question?
Reply:its soft n sweet .......makes me feel like i'm lying in my lovers arms while they are gone, like a memory
genealogy mormon
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