A teardrop on a rose

Benter Adede By Benter Adede, 4th Jul 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/28xj2n7r/
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There are times when even a rose does not gladden the heart.

A lost soul

She stood there counting her loss
She saw a teardrop on a rose
All she remembered were the blows
How unfortunate after the vows
So tender yet forever lost

She stood there with her ego
Another teardrop on a rose
She remembered the echoes
Now threatened by the sorrows
So young, why the overdose

Commentary

Some people take too long before acknowledging a bad situation. It is unfortunate. Others regret when it is already too late. There is nothing worse than losing a loved one due wrong choices you made in life. What ever situation one is going through, well being of those involved should be of paramount importance. Remember, no situation is permanent!

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author avatar Benter Adede
A stay home mother venturing into writting. Most of my writing is inspired by my son.
You may also find my writings at <a href="http://expertscolumn.com">Expertscolumn.com</a>

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author avatar Tranquilpen
4th Jul 2012 (#)

Very wise words worthy of being read by many. Thank you for sharing:-))

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author avatar cnwriter
5th Jul 2012 (#)

beautiful words...thank you...

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author avatar Lady Aiyanna
5th Jul 2012 (#)

She stood there looking at the Rose,
With a teardrop dancing out there.
It brought about the rush of calm,
Which said handle with care.

For that tear drop glistened like pearl,
With the colour of Red everywhere.
It was the Sun that let it all unfurl,
That fixed the greatest of tear.

The Tear Drop on the Rose that cried,
Saw the love at Break of Dawn,
Then vanished into nothingness,
Taking all including the Crown.

For tear drop on Red Rose reflected Red,
It was the pain that was beyond compare.
It was the one who once had dread,
As it bloomed tearfully just everywhere.

Today the teardrop now rests still,
But feels the great pain in heart.
Its all for the Rose Tear drop on the hill,
Who finally played the great part.

By Anisha Achankunju (C) Lady Aiyanna 5th July 2012

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