One by one the petals fell
and for life the flower yell
naturally born colored- red
blossomed to beauty was the duty of the wind
and bosomed the dirt received it dying petals
pierced by thorns.
Drop by drop it dripped it blood
a rose bleed for what can never be
at ease it gathers it red blooded tears in a dark puddle
dead looks like it never known love
sad and sad it redness turned black
when love is all that matters.
(c) officialmandy, 2016