Poem -

where roses never bleed. (inspired by a brilliant writer Hank Beukema/ dear friend).

He is wiser than she
Travelled more miles to find it
This rose without any thorns
Held one in his heart
once or twice
Dreaming the dreams of loving
One more time

She has been traveling
the same roads
Seeking the same destination
Hoping for the roses
along the way
The thorn in her side
Oh how it ache's
A heart so tired of loves
Bleeding rose's
Begging for a black one to show
Seeking a destination
He was wiser than her to find

Many stones beneath her feet
They taunted every step
Her mind in a daze
A love she had never met
Seeking the destination
A garden without weeds'
Begging for the light
in which she was freed

The blood stained ground
behind her
Was a cold reminder
But it didn't stop the aching
As she travelled the road ahead
Searching for the place
The pretty flowerbed
A tender love
That never bleed's
A place to lay her head
Dreaming of the black rose
A place where tenderness grows

He is wiser than she
Travelled more miles to find it
This rose without any thorns
Held one in his heart
once or twice
Dreaming the dreams of loving
One more time

Maybe when she gets there
To the place within her dreams
She may find him
Beside the withering streams
Holding the black roses
That never bleed
Maybe hes the light
The destination to be freed

She has been traveling
the same roads
Seeking the same destination
Hoping for the roses
along the way
The thorn in her side
Shall be released within pride
Dancing in her dreams
Her lover by her side

Seeking the destination
As she travelled the road ahead
Searching for the place
The pretty flowerbed
A tender love
That never bleed's
A place to lay her head
Dreaming of the blackest rose
destination to be freed
Seeking to find her love
that never has need to bleed.

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Great write dear Poetess Poetess Nardine, my applause, my vote

Seeking the destination
As she travelled the road ahead
Searching for the place
The pretty flowerbed
A tender love
That never bleed's
A place to lay her head
Dreaming of the blackest rose
destination to be freed
Seeking to find her love
that never has need to bleed.

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you dear brother / friend sir Williamsji, for your endless support and appreciation on my writing, i am grateful for everything that you do for us all here from the kindness of your heart, love and respect to you sir, nardine xoxo

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Tony Taylor

Wow Big SIS!!!!.........this is flawless and perfect (I know they're synonyms)........but what else can you say about a write like this..............your ability to wield words is masterful here...........stellar write sister girl..........seek and ye shall find...........I hope you get to that place within your dreams..........love to you Deano!!...........smiles..............T  xx

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Nardine Sanderson

Hey my brother, I'm so pleased to see such a beautiful photo of you and Cherie, was a beautiful surprise to wake up to today, you both are such a treasure in my life, i value our connection's, you always have been a rare and wonderful apple upon the tree of hope, love you always, thank you for your loving support and tender heart, your comments made my day:), i have met some truly amazing people in my writing journey so far and you my dear brother are one of them, love you always deano xoxo

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Tony Taylor

I'm one of them!?.......wow!.........I don't think you could have said a nicer thing to me Sis!!.........hugs-n-kisses sister girl!!.........thank you so much!!...........means ALOT to me...........smiles..........T  xx

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Nardine Sanderson

Tony I'll never forget the first time we talked, you were a newbie here, but soon became so brilliant in your own right, just needed a little support and encouragement to open up and let it rip, and that you did, you have grown so much in your writings, an absolute pleasure to witness, I'm so thankful you came to me, to find your way, haha I'm not needed now, your truly flying on your own, I'm proud of you little bro, love you heaps, kisses and hugs back at ya xoxo nardine

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