Best Bed Of Roses Poems
Able to turn a frown upside down.
That's what I'm able to do.
Too impatient to wait on anything more,
Too anxious to close the door
In the face of who knocks.
Lie me down on a bed of roses and lies,
Run the artificial promises through my black hair.
Pretend to make love to the one who cares,
When in reality,
It's nothing more than the one you fantasize about.
She don't care nothing for you.
It was me who nutured you.
Cradled you against my breast when your days were blue.
Gave you the stars and the moon.
Cried your tears more than you do.
Left you alone and held you when you wanted me to.
Taught you what you needed to know,
Stuck by you with a lumpy glue.
And do you know the atrosities and death you've put me through?
Can you count all the times I've said I could never love you
Again?
Exchange me for a that b.
Trade me in to the pawn shoppe.
Cut her up, inch by inch.
Despise me because it was my virginity I kept locked.
Hate me because I loved too much.
Kill me because I've finally had enough.
You've made your choice and stuck with it.
I only hope you can live with it.
The love
you've sown within
the heart and soul of me
grows like a lush summer garden
and I am filled with your tender beauty
I gather roses in the sun
and offer you bouquets
on petals sweet
we lie
See the red
Through the light
And the light
Through the red
This delightful shade
As natures fed
With petals of silk
It's folds so fine
Emerald green stems
Thorn like spine
Scented so sweet
Aromatic flow
This queen of flowers
A regal grow
This plant of plants
Delights our noses
In their wonderful setting
Bed of Roses
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Release me into a bed of roses
tint me with sunlight pore me with rain
let me grow
When things pull you down
You can build up a little hope
Try hard till a way is found
For it’s the way for you to cope
You’ll need support and love
And you’ll find them among the closest
So seize the guide from above
Challenges can be easily met
Some situations you may let go
Courage you gather and move on
Another one may not be status quo
Other options may aid you grow
Roses have thorns, you see
Handling with care is needed
To protect yourself from injury
Hurt are those who go unheeded
Ooh man, life could well
be a bed of roses
If only love alone
sprinkled from the hoses.
If only love flowed like
an endless stream
If only love didn't end
like a dream.
In all certainty, the
antonym of love
plunges you in the bed
of thorns
Much unlike the agile yet
peaceful dove
love grows weeds, rust
and horns!
I so pity the lovelorn, the
lovesick, the forlorn
whose lover flew out
the window last morn
But I know too of pure
loves that outlast the
storms
for one, they didn't
begin in high school
dorms.
They weren't
instantaneous and
impulsive loves for sure
Less whimsical,
and within the bounds
of the marital bond
their love tis bound to
endure.
In conjugal bliss's
hammock
fickle lovers cannot rock.
For without holy
matrimony
Is merry go round love's
agony
Why is life so dear?
Beyond my grasp, yet near inside
Age ages me - despair rages me
Where am I leaning?
Time toys with us
Where and when we go nobody knows
Does the time for us diminish?
Or was it never there
The soil, the tulip, the rain - have no thoughts
Feel no pain - suffer no loss - nor love of gain
The beast, the fish - have limited thoughts
Live in worlds ruled by might and fear - not reason
We are designed for so much more
Yet superficial surface we live
Material quests dominate human needs
We pursues endless nothingness
Man walks stalks what his senses reveal
Falsely led by accumulation - falsely driven by ego
Sharp blades skating on the surface ice
Detached from what lurks below inside
We are designed for so much more
Yet superficial surfaces we live
Material quests dominate human needs
We pursue endless nothingness
Where do I find what I wanted?
Fraught with minimalness
Was it ever there or too far beyond....
I still can't see her and I fear it's too late
But never experienced that joy
Swimming or drowning
Where does evil live, if not
Time holds me still or is it fear?
Chuck Keys
The sunshine told the flowers
That you're not here anymore
Their petals just don't seem to smile
Quite like they did before
Your name is whispered in the wind
Each time I feel the breeze
The willows miss you since you left
And all of the other trees
The birds won't sing their happy songs
Like they did when you were here
The rainbows come to look for you
But then they disappear
You always took care of the flowers
Now the flowers take care of you
You fill them with your presence
The way that you used to do
In a beautiful bed of roses
Is where the angels let you sleep
But you're the most beautiful flower
That the roses will ever keep
On this bed of roses my teardrops fall,
As clouds begin to darken in the sky,
And vines have grown across the garden’s wall.
A bird in the trees makes one final call—
I hear the wind let out a gentle sigh,
On this bed of roses my teardrops fall.
This storm is about to ravage them all—
The rain begins to drench me as I cry,
And vines have grown across the garden’s wall.
Looking at the roses, I now recall
An innocent time forever gone by—
On this bed of roses my teardrops fall.
There once had been twenty rosebuds in all—
I wipe yet another tear from my eye,
And vines have grown across the garden’s wall.
I once had dreams they’d grow so very tall,
But now, their pedals wither where they lie.
On this bed of roses my teardrops fall,
And vines have grown across the garden’s wall.
© 2013
Bed Of Roses
Your face, i awake, Each day,
warms my blood, with true
bliss, our love is, the reason I
get up, to shine on the pages of
your chest, I lye tightly
breasted, because you are my
star, that never dims the eye,
where it all becomes so clear,
that I can't live without, you...
Come dear, let me embrace,
closeness of bodies, dream,
sweats
A heated passion, soaks the
heart,
Beat gently in your bed of
roses, I will resume forever...
Carma Reed
12/04/12
If you think life is a bed of roses
Dont forget the thorns on those red blood roses
Beautiful but deadly
Nice to see, hurt to touch
If you think life is easy
Why is there such thing as pain?
Because honey,
How can you expect a rainbow without going through the rain?
In a bed of roses.
I felt the sweetest touch,
The coolness of its petals,
The thickness of its thorns.
In a bath of roses.
The warmth of the water,
the scent of its face,
the popping of the bubbles,
the way it moves with me.
In a room full of roses.
I feel the love in the air,
I see their redness everywhere,
Happiness and fondness through me,
its just a special place to me.
With all these beautiful roses.
I know that I'm loved.
I will keep this moment in my heart,
Something so tender to me,
Hope we'll never fall apart.
Didn't they tell you that growing up was going to be an injustice?
The picture we paint in our heads about life grows dim,
It's as though depression was in shipping for eighteen years and finally arrived at our doors,
The only person we have is our shadows,
And even in the darkest times it disappears and leave us,
If I had known this earlier, I would've stayed in my mother's womb,
Because even after the age of two the responsibility got too heavy,
And as each birthday rolled along, it was as if I was receiving a next box to hold on my back to hold me back,
And no, I'm not talking about gifts here,
I never felt like it was a gift being here,
And I'm happy for you if you beg to disagree,
I'm happy for you if you still dream,
And I'm happy for you if your life is a bed of roses,
But if you only walk in my room and happen to lie on my bed,
Then you'll realize that my garden wasn't given the same love and affection as yours,
My garden probably wasn't watered everyday,
My bed of roses refused to grow,
And all I'm stuck with are corpse flowers and weeds.
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Magnification is..
The complete essence of a rose garden..
The fragrant scent of roses stimulates the senses..
An effervescent bed of roses..
Classical music playing..
Mozart is alive and well in his music..
Captivated by it's deliciousness..
A heavenly sound of music
Nourishment for one's ears..
I start to reminisce..
Of a different time and place..
Of a much simpler time..
Strolling through the fragrant rose garden..
Myself and a bed of roses..
Love of classical music..
Sends me soaring to a higher vibration..
Holding a lovely assortment of roses..
Vibrant colors..
A bouquet of pure beauty..
Although a rose does have thorns..
Thorns of a rose..
Represent challenges along a path of life..
We all walk this path..
A path of life with trials and tribulations..
We have stumbled and fallen..
Fallen flat on the ground..
If a thorn of a rose pricks a finger..
With anticipation..
With time
It shall heal..
Time always heals wounds..
Walking through the rose garden..
Gazing at the bed of roses..
While holding a bouquet of colorful roses..
Mozart filling my ears with divinity..
I smile as I am ready to take a journey..
I shall walk this path..
When I stumble and fall..
I shall rise above and grow..
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Simply to say "bed of roses....
Down the valley
Deep red in colour
Moving with the rhythm of the breeze
And the beautiful butterflies flaps away
My heart, utter, where you belong
One step at a time
Cold, freezing it becomes
Walking to reach forth
Warn out, to be, freshless
Because the miles were counting on
Each step, was backwards
To you i am facing
Up the valley, into the blues, cold desert
I belong
My ears ring a love song
A song dedicated to the loved one
I want to sing it out, but um shivering
I have to shout it loud, for i am further away
Deeper in the forest
Sharing room with bats and owls
Where i lay down on the bed, bed of thorns
I might be stone cold but not entirely
Deep within my heart beats with joy
When i remember where you lay
Lay on the bed of roses...
Author Neo Charisma Masetlane