A Blood On A Roses Poem by Putri Misnia Shary Bahri

A white rosés that soft and sweet turns to red in bloods
A red rosés re symbol of romance within my love of purity for you

A razor-sharp boundaries torment a cut on my hand bit by bit dripping of blood on top of rosés of white turn to red full with bloods

How true was the love we bone in?
It felt so true and sweet embrace you close
You embrace me in your arms
Try not to lost me

How true it’s felt beneath our heart and soul
Your my everything from a dreams which
woke me from my sleep
Noticing you weren't there

How could this become so deceitful?
When we meant to be together
it’s tearing apart of my soul

When your gone till i give on loving you
Playing our soul of passion deceiving
Tearing us apart


Lovers’ affection pulls our straight away
Divided heart of love which truly affection

The art of love bond in torment with sore inside
Feelings the true loves reveal once which embrace
Tearing us apart when we said farewell forever

Never turing back to the point
Where we lays our love which we left forever