Rosebud Heart

Okay, so I dont normally do this, but I am posting one of the poems I wrote for my creative writing class this semester. I used to write poetry all the time when I was younger and thought I would bring it back.

Let me know what you think!

Rosebud Heart

It is Fall, your petals fall like feathers to the ground

Slowly, down, down, down

Once beautiful, bright, and blooming in full,

Begin to change shades, dying daily, looking dull

Once kept alive by the one who pruned you,

Being alone is not what you are used to

So lively before, but now you seem changed

Something is different about you, rearranged.

I see your suffering, lacking tender touch

Such a beautiful thing now ruined and crushed.

Your thorns cut deep, keeping people away,

Yet your soft petals dry out more each day.

 It is Winter, the air feels cold and dim

Damaged and alone you rest, looking grim

Hurt left you helpless, withered and closed

The deepest, dark pieces of your heart exposed

I know you will soon bloom again

But wait patiently for you to mend

With the changing season and new year

Soon a bud promises to appear

Do not lose faith my fragile friend

Your time will come. This is not the end.

It is Spring, and your condition improves,

In the air, your gentle petals move.

This timely season gives you a fresh start,

The regeneration of a new heart.

Your petals grow bigger, beginning to swell,

A sign you moved on, you recovered well.

It is a slow process, coping with pain

 Let your thirst be quenched by the rain

It is summer, you are alone no longer

This cycle of life only made you stronger

The sun shines brightly, reflecting off you,

A new creation that soaks up the dew

You bloom fully again, leaving behind the past

Fulfilling your purpose in the world at last

So intricately designed to bring beauty to those

Who appreciate you for being a rose

Your delicate nature caused you to fall apart

But you blossomed again, just like my heart.