This is a poem that we had to do for class. Sorry if something isn't right in here. |
A dark rose Booms in the night With a ghost That sweats like rain In the middle of the night. A girl walks in the cold damp rain Searching for her dark rose That she had made. She had thought she looked for hours But she only looked half So she gave up on looking for her flower Walked off and said she'd come look When the rain settles down But she was lost in the rain And never remembered her dark rose Her dark rose had watched her walk by And started to cry And fade away with sorrow in it's heart. The next day the same girl Walked by in the same place looking, Searching, watching, thinking And then she saw something that was out of place. In her dark roses place stood a different rose A blue rose. So she walked over to the blue rose She made a promise to the blue rose That she would take care of it And not let anything harm it That is since her dark rose is no where in sight. Once again The same thing happens But this time it was the blue rose To feel that pain of being Left behind And forgotten When the girl retured the next day She expected a blue rose to still be there But nothing was there Her dark rose and now blue rose had faded away And she couldn't figure out why Her dark rose and blue rose were gone And never found So she left with neither pain nor remourse And there stood nothing else But soil and grass And nothing else But an empy spot that once blonged to A dark and blue rose They were both forgotten and never remembered. And until this day there is A dark and blue rose Standing side by side Promising eachother that They will be together till the end But they were still Lost and never remembered By the same hurtful little girl |