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Garden

April 10, 2019
By kklkx3 BRONZE, Cary, North Carolina
kklkx3 BRONZE, Cary, North Carolina
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Roses leak blood

Violets rain blue

Sunflowers are shaded

Cherry blossoms rot

They used to smell sweet

And rivaled the rainbow

Each bud basked in the sun

And each petal promised me  

Your smile

And your touch

And how you never asked me for much

They promised me

nights

In your arms

And how you could never do me harm

And these last few days

I’d pick up a flower

And close my eyes

Just for an hour

And in the chill

Of December

The withered silk made me

Remember

That roses leak blood

And violets rain blue

We ran out of time

And real flowers do too


The author's comments:

Everyone knows the old "Roses are red, violets are blue" poem, but I wanted to put a twist on what happens when the flowers start to die. I saw the flowers as the beginning of a relationship and how everything looks real and long lasting, but then I remembered that they also sell fake flowers now. And so, I used the flowers as a as metaphor that even though things look nice and pretty at first, in the end the truth will come out. 


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