The Bloody Rose

Within the darkness, a bloody rose,
With crimson petals, finally shows
A moon-round face to gaze afar
At a blazing, bloody star.
A silvered mirror, dark and cool,
Hangs above a night-black pool;
One side shows truth, the other, lies,
On bloodstained wings, a white dove flies.
The pale pink blossoms that you see
Among the leaves of an age-old tree
Show more beauty when below the stones
Lie a human’s bloody bones.
Angels turn their backs and weep;
Below, the bloody waves still leap;
Ashes fall like silver snow,
Off to war the soldiers go.





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peacenow17 said...
Jul. 12, 2009 at 5:45 am
I love this poem. It is so full of emotion. Just curious, what inspired you to write it?
 
Blood-of-Ink This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Sept. 11, 2009 at 10:37 am
I don't really know what inspired me, but it was probably (corny as it might sound) looking at the stars.
 
EmoLove7 said...
May 3, 2009 at 7:57 pm
I Love This Poem It Gives Me GooseBumps. Lol. :) This Is Absolutely Superb
 
Blood-of-Ink This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Sept. 21, 2009 at 2:39 pm
Goosebumps are great! : ) I'm glad someone has an actual reaction to this. It got laughed at a lot in class as too "emo." : (
 
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