Monday, February 28, 2011

Roses are red


Roses are red 
red hearts that bleed 
lie limp in lights that fade
faded eyes speak 
of heartaches, hurt and hate
hate blinding lights, dead ends, 
narrow lanes suggestive of cruel intentions
intentions and intuitions played dead
and let blind hearts hit thorns
thorns red roses grow 
are aimless lovers' bed 
where they shed torment and pain
pain which every heart knows
pain which swallows mirth 
pain which roses permit 
pain red as roses 
pain are thorns 
thorns and roses 
bled the hearts 

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