(when there bled) a red rose

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I listen to bell of transience, as one after
another my sprouts begin to wilt, to fade
until snow is covered, by bleeding drops
of red.

And red to pale, until the hour of sunset.
My heart torn as though nails of torment
being victims to constant climate change.
I gaze up to see an opposing cloud.

Oh! let unceasing an honest prayer reach,
and lend new life, to cast light upon each.
Let there be bloom, where deceased have
shed their leaves.

 

 

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Posted for Poems in April @ Real Toads

Comments

  1. What a stunning image, Sanaa:
    ‘another my sprouts begin to wilt, to fade
    until snow is covered, by bleeding drops
    of red’.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much Kim 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤

  2. Kerry O'Connor says:

    Let there be bloom, where deceased have
    shed their leaves.

    Such a fabulous finale!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much Kerry 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤

  3. Rommy says:

    I do hope that there will be another chance for blooming, even if the blooms won’t be as big or numerous as they would have been.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Definitely ❤ thanks for stopping by Rommy 🙂

  4. I love that your last stanza is a prayer. All the loss can’t leave us without hope. If we lose that, then everything else will be gone too.

    1. Sanaa says:

      I agree, thank you so much Magaly 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤

  5. angie says:

    prayers, indeed!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much Angie 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤

  6. paul scribbles says:

    Stunning imagery. If any flower could bleed it would be the rose.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much Paul 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤

  7. De Jackson says:

    I love this honest prayer, in all its bleeding pleading.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, De 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤

  8. I especially love your closing lines. Wonderful!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️

  9. Bjorn Rudberg says:

    I think there can be bloom again with such a prayer

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Bjorn 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️

  10. grapeling says:

    so long as the ground isn’t salted, we can always hope for new blooms ~

    1. Sanaa says:

      Definitely ❤️ thanks for stopping by, Michael 🙂

  11. Gorgeous language. And I’m sure we all echo your prayers.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Rosemary 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤

  12. Yes, let there be bloom… Such a poignant poem for the agony many of us feel.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Susie 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️

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