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Roses
Some say a rose symbolizes love
Some say it symbolizes a dove
But I say it symbolizes nothing at all
Or at least to many to count
After all, many tales may be tall
The yellow rose symbolizes friendship
Here let me give you a tip, do not skip
“Hold friends near
And be sincere
For if you don’t, nothing can be of cure”
As for the red rose
It all may be a pose
For love may be wonderful
It’s thorns my grow
Discovering new faults, is not so beautiful
White roses symbolize loneliness or integrity
For we all know sincerity
How ironic for it to be quiet the contrary
Almost like day and night
Be careful of a white rose, if you carry
Blue roses are rare
All the cheating, they will share
They will lie without a beat
They do not exist naturally
All will be of deceit
People that have roses of purple or pink
May come to think
They have a sensation for creation
For it is wonderful
To have an admiration for all nation
Death will be a upon roses that are black
Just like death upon a raven’s back
Every sign pointing to one place
Your way may not be of your approach
Some may have their scarlet blood to taste
Roses of orange show enthusiasm or desire
Holders of these must require
Purity of Heart
And wanting something enough to submit to it
Always wanting never to depart
For as a petal drifts to the ground
It slowly drifts round and round
Pondering why it exists
I’ll tell you why
Roses bring people together who are in amiss
Some say a rose symbolizes love
Some say it symbolizes a dove
But I say it symbolizes nothing at all
Or at least to many to count
After all, many tales may be tall
The yellow rose symbolizes friendship
Here let me give you a tip, do not skip
“Hold friends near
And be sincere
For if you don’t, nothing can be of cure”
As for the red rose
It all may be a pose
For love may be wonderful
It’s thorns my grow
Discovering new faults, is not so beautiful
White roses symbolize loneliness or integrity
For we all know sincerity
How ironic for it to be quiet the contrary
Almost like day and night
Be careful of a white rose, if you carry
Blue roses are rare
All the cheating, they will share
They will lie without a beat
They do not exist naturally
All will be of deceit
People that have roses of purple or pink
May come to think
They have a sensation for creation
For it is wonderful
To have an admiration for all nation
Death will be a upon roses that are black
Just like death upon a raven’s back
Every sign pointing to one place
Your way may not be of your approach
Some may have their scarlet blood to taste
Roses of orange show enthusiasm or desire
Holders of these must require
Purity of Heart
And wanting something enough to submit to it
Always wanting never to depart
For as a petal drifts to the ground
It slowly drifts round and round
Pondering why it exists
I’ll tell you why
Roses bring people together who are in amiss
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Wake up, Fin! It would be very bad, if you overslept on this important day!
That was my mother. With a yawn I pushed away the blankets and slowly got up from bed.
Hello, my name is Fin. I live in a small mountain village, together with my mother and my little sister, Lia. I have no real memories of my father. He died in an avalanche, when I was about three years old. At that time my mother was pregnant again.
Luckily the other people in the village were kind and helped my mother to take care of me and my Lia. She was a good healer and every so often a person would come to us for treatment, when they weren
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Paradise
The revival of the moonlight's sun,
Shattered are the eccentric one's visions.
Death behold the beauty abound within life's fragile stained-glass world.
The thoughts flowing from your mind to mine.
Saddened am I from the emptiness in which my heart seems abundant in.
To fueled in my passion of anger,
You have been forgotten, erased as though you were never there.
I have forgotten the kindness of your eyes, the sweetness of your smile, the smell of your hair.
If truth be told, I would never have forgotten the touch of your gentle embrace.
To far away is my shore of longing paradise.
Captured in the catacombs below, the ground above m
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This was oringinally for my poem assingment.
I know that poem is about roses and i posted a pitcture with cherry blossoms. I was because i couldn't find one that matched. sorry
anyway, i hope you like it!
This was oringinally for my poem assingment.
I know that poem is about roses and i posted a pitcture with cherry blossoms. I was because i couldn't find one that matched. sorry
anyway, i hope you like it!
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it's beautiful!! I love it!!