Rose of eternity.
Wishful thinking sweeps thee away
Within the scent of roses
Upon midnight,
Where once our dreams collided
Beneath such wing's
wrapped tight,
thus the gentle night
in flight,
boundless stars
Delightfully awaken,
thou now mindful,
thus thy love a view
has taken,
A trip down memory lane,
stricken by such love
such pain,
evermore doubtful still,
to view such a love again
or ever will,
encouraging thy rain to dance
Upon my midnight circumstance,
to wash thy tears of salt
that fall,
vanishing thus love
once and for all,
in death as parted ways
he sways,
longingly upon the breeze,
A scented candle soul
Burning precariously,
In hopes that he may see
thus thy falling death of me,
forever then to be
thy blooming rose of eternity,
Beyond all midnights broken dreams.
Nardine Sanderson 14/07/2015.
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very well written, brought flashbacks it was that good. me thinks you should get a promotion dear miss.Â
with lots of good for you wishes, R.M.
Thanks Russ , hope you are doing well sweetie , love and hugs nardine xox.
back at ya spirtual sis.
Xoxox :)
Beautiful write ! Â
xo
Thank you dear Richard :) love and hugs nardine xox
xox
If there is a romantic fantasy is without a doubt an eternal rose. But my time with its passage all wilt it, up to the delicate petals of a rose that remain asleep between the pages of a book. A poem Nardine typical, full of beauty, mystery and symbols, Nardine says:
“Un alma como una vela perfumada quemada de precario, con la esperanza de que él puede ver tu muerte caer para siempre, después ese rosal de flores eternas mitiguará el dolor de tantos sueños rotos”
A hug, I love the composition, I will place a piece quotes to open a new writing.
Indeed dear soul , a timeless rose
Much love VVLL xoxox nardine xox
My soul there are days that works how an elevator, up, down, and sometimes is stop between two floors, hahahahahaha, today I have more stop than a construction worker after the real estate bubble. A kiss, I loved this poem
Glad you loved it sweetheart xox some days most definitely get a little crazy xox
I felt a movement and shivers all over my body when I read, " in hopes that he may see thus thy falling death of me." My new favorite poem have been replaced. Bravo.
Thank you Timothy , I'm glad you enjoyed it so much, love to you nardine xox