The Beautiful Rose Which I Grew Poem by Obinna Nwerem

The Beautiful Rose Which I Grew



The beautiful rose which I grew
Years of caring and protecting
The sweet smell of your peddles
Never meant to tell of lies
Let me bring back the butterflies
I have never left you to dry
I would water you with these tears I cry
Hoping for a miracle so I pray
Alone I feel now I have never felt
But I know I have caused you hurt
You are the only one I love on this earth
I will put it in any form but I choose words
Let me be the only one to love you
Me not loving you is untrue, a taboo
I have lost my beautiful rose to lust
The trust between us I have abused
A mad man I must have looked in your eyes
Please my rose I do not want goodbyes
These tears are constant and never dries
Come back and let me hold you in my arms

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nurain Ali-balogun 29 September 2012

If I was a lady, I'd probably accept your apology after reading this. Brilliant.

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