A Rose
by Bryan Deakin

A rose slowly falls,
Stormy night,
Flash of  light,

The silhouette of the rose,,
Can be seen,
In the sky.

He stands tall,
She lies low,
begging please.

The rose,
slowly falls.

Knife in her heart,
Stab in the dark,
Her heart breaks,
He stands tall.

The rose still falls.

Minute turn into hours,
Hours into days,
Days become weeks,
Weeks change to months.
And months morph to years.

She stands tall
As the rose falls,
He is now low,
The rose starts to stall.
He has the broken heart.
Things have changed.

The rose no longer falls.

 © 2008, Bryan Deakin

This is really good..powerful.

thanks this one took longest to write out of most my newer ones

How long?

30 mins

You sound like me Runic..most come out quickly..

yeh most take 2 mins average .. so 30 mins is meh ... alot of my comical ones are written while drunk

Some of mine only take a while, but I leave them for a day or so and then go over them again .

none of mine take more than an hour

I wish to let you all know a few months ago this poem came 17th in an international poetry competition I won £20

Congrats!! Go to your profile and put that in your awards section!!

Congrats!! That's fantastic news!

WOW, that was incredible. Love it! I got goosebumps near the end. Dammit I am a sap for these kind of things!

The pen stands tall,
Poised
Pointed
Prepared to make a call.

The pen falls,
Point to paper
Ink to taper
Pricks a mark to park,
A thought
A jot
Prose to stalk a rose.

Congrats on the win!