The Heart and the Rose

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Though lovely in its beauty,

the queen of flowers,

has sharp thorns,

that will prick you –

if you touch it wrong.


Though love isn’t a rose,

when love grows cold,

it can prick the vulnerable heart

and make it bleed just like a rose would.

The heart now wounded and crushed,

like rose petals beneath uncaring feet.


Lying mortally wounded,

in the long, dark night,

the bleeding heart cries,

waiting for a warm embrace,

the answer of a passionate kiss,

alone and frightened,

beat by beat –

waiting for the morning light.


Like the rose that has been tossed aside,

wilting bit by bit,

the heart rallies on,

battered and bruised,

waiting to heal –

hoping once again to feel.


The rose bush will bring forth,

new blooms each season,

but a betrayed heart,

finds it hard to love again.

Yet like the rose,

it lives anew,

it exists, it is,

for if it wasn’t –

then it would die.


Like the rose,

that wafts perfume in the air,

is admired for its beauty,

thorns hidden away,

but be careful to reach out and touch.

So a heart now so vulnerable,

will reach out for a loving touch

it will love and it will blossom,

but deep inside lie the memories

and if betrayed once more,

like the rose it will sting –


beware the heart and the rose.


About RasmaSandra

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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2 Responses to The Heart and the Rose

  1. It is sad that something as beautiful as a rose/heart sometimes needs thorns for protection.

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