Dead Roses Never Burn

Dead Roses never burn,

But they char and die,

Die again, however,

Dead Roses never burn.

 

They sparkle and flame,

Melting away devastation,

I smile at the black love,

But dead roses never burn.

 

Anger and frustration,

Boiling in red petals,

Those hateful petals,

But dead roses never burn.

 

The flower heats,

But never truly burns,

Incinerating in my fingers,

But dead roses never burn.

 

The memories won’t burn,

Yet his token of love will,

But his words still hurt because,

Dead roses never burn.


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StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 11/28/2014 2:55:58 AM
We can see how you REALLY feel about this person. But you expressed it quite well in this poem. Reminds me of your other poem "Love, A Beautiful Foe" in that they both have that dark element to them. Though anger and negativity may sometimes cloud the mind, you managed to clear them out and write about your feelings very well.

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ALAS! The poem that started it all! This was written in 2008 about an awful boy who I deeply despise for reasons I am sure you will see in some of my future poems!
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