Eternal Rose

Ode to a friend.

I would like the chance to tell you
Of a story close to my heart.
Of the inability of a girl to
Love him from the start.

My story starts the Spring before,
Budding flowers, blossoming desire.
Two people, one purpose, everything for,
Love. Passion, Sparks, Fire.

The madness that comes with an infatuated heart.
The insensibility, insensitivity of flirtation.
The days and nights kept far apart.
The sadness that comes with rejection.

He had the universe and more to give.
She was his fire, his eternal rose.
But she had much to be desired
Yet still his love for her flows.

I think even as his story ends,
His love will grow and grow.
Because even though she doesn't love him,
He will never let her go.

 

by Pauline Marie Daley

August 3rd, 2008

Author's Note

Not striving for excellence, just telling a story.

Reviews

[Rain]

J Rod is right. This piece can be read many ways. Personally, I read it as someone you loved, that loved another, and no-matter what you do, those feeling will always remain. That's the fun in reading a piece like this. You can let your mind tell it's own story. Rain..

[J-Rod]

This is very interesting... it could be interpreted many different ways. I he obsessed with her? Or just very much in love? lol It's awesome. Good work, friend!

[The Boss]

BEST PEOM EVAR@!!!!!1one!!!!

[Michael]

I can relate to the emotion. Very hard to let go and love really never dies, it can change but something of it will always remain. Really nice job with the rhyme.