Betrayed the heart, Betrayed the soul,
Oh black rose you betray them no more.
They have left you behind - your sinful goodness hurt them all.
Black is darkness, it is a hole, Black is you, The devil within all.
Good wins over evil yet again,
Yes Black Rose, you fail in the bargain.
Who are you, What are you?
These questions still remain.
Manifestation of evil, the product of loss and pain.
Destined to be admired by the dark forces.
You are the companion of loneliness.
Live black rose as life has eternal nights in store for you.
Live in your unholy land till your thorns prick you too,
Love, Sympathy, Compassion are oblivious of your existence.
Only I, the mother of vice see you for what you are.
Drown in your coldness - That is your faith, that is your endlessness.
Friday, September 5, 2008
Black Rose
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
A well-written poem is one which leaves you thinking for sometime and yours did leave a mark to me.
Really great! Keep it up dear!
Post a Comment