The rose in the dark….
Still lingering as if the winter breeze had held it hostage
Swept away by miraculous wonder
Glancing at the sun, in search for brighter days
Choosing not to stray away
Parts of those which to become better
Like the rose in the dark…
Beautiful in which it describes aspects
Essence has its name
Standing tall in its frame, it would be a crime for those not to feel amazed
The niche in which by God has created
Thunderstorms of color dance in the sky
The birds flock swiftly, streams of starts roll by
Like the rose in the dark…
Passion drives your growth
Exceed the life within, grasping every breathe
Savoring still, I would savor every second just to remember you still
A fire ignited to warm up the conversation, in correlation, seeking the same warmth from the stone that sits by the riverside waiting
Patience is a gift, a gift not needed but given by you
True is the gratitude that you employ upon yourself, so full of health, as it may be strange for me to say, your body is a fine fabric never felt, can’t compare the art to the artist but the artist knows the art...I can’t compare a flower to the garden but the grander knows a beautiful flower from the start…
Like the rose in the dark….
About the Creator
ABJ
Writer/Poet
Instagram: @abjthepoet
“The reality of writing is what you dream it to be”
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