Bleeding Roses

the flower bleeds

life is dripping

from its stem

but--my hand

grips it tighter

tighter

crushing all hope

of recovery.

the flower bleeds

i hand the flower to him

my lover smiles

but inside he dies...

i am the cause

of his destruction.

the flower dies

wilting

i smile--

this is the only thing

that im good at...

death 

and destruction.

Reviews

[FemmeSpookyCorpse]

This is a powerful piece...and beautiful as well! I love your word choice as it builds the emotion up; increases it...wonderful job! = ]

-Femme_Gothique (Brittany)

[Fairytale]

Great comparrison. Powerful imagery. I like how you used very little wording and still got a strong message across.

[anne p. murray- LadeeAn..]

Ooh, Ouch. Wouldn't want to be the lover in this poem, but perhaps he deserved what he got. Perhaps?
Good, interesting and provocative