Rose Free Verse Poems

by c. geeplay


As long as the shadows 
              of the 
sun are...

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#Florizel
To the end of the world,
my heart has led me. 
in tatters and shambles my emotions were, dilapidated and worn. 

I, in my hopeless pursuit,...

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“You are a volume in the divine book—a mirror to the power that created the universe. Whatever you want, ask it of yourself. Whatever you’re...

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A flattened rose mumbles
An old cracked button chuckles
Tickled by a 2nd place ribbon
In the corner a tattered doll weeps
Comically consoled by a one-eyed bear
Ballet slippers...

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“Peace is found amidst seclusion. When zealous zephyrs emanate lilac light for lovers, longing for a poetic paradise” ~ Poet 

 Close your eyes, lend...

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Changed my mind
and most probably
my spelling and words
quite a lot recently,

thinking we all live
in a simulation and
are bodies are
avatars or emojis,

was watching
high end particle
of love...

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After the floods,
We were left with nothing,
Our homes lay in ruins,
All we had gone leaving us torn.

It was an unprecedented downpour,
Twilight’s gift to us,
Spring was...

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I want rose coloured glasses,
To watch the world burn and misty mushrooms fill up the sky.

I want rose coloured glasses,
To watch the sun's rays shine...

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"we are
All pawns in the chessboard of an
Unknown skilled magician..." (By Poet)

On a calm tranquil afternoon,
When playful chirping and cooing  
Of birds lavishly entertain...

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Quote by: Tom Woody  Poem by: Mystic Rose  

Every sunset closes the door on a day of pain and sorrow. And each sunrise...

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	I
Friend, whatever brought your life to end
had no appetite for mouse flesh, nudged your
small gray body on its side with a thorough sniff
and left your...

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i am the one they call number 8

you'll find me writing in the empty space

rough, black scribbles in a white background

it helps to block out...

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I need not travel far
to sense God’s nearness --  
the trill of His many
lyrical voices – Surely
the oriole knows same
intimacy; as does every
petal on...

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Yesterday flows through my mind
carrying the day and night dreams I've lived
they are hazy visions from the pit of my soul
   dispersed in...

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Dear eloquent weaver 
of woes and throes,
When the last pewter petal of weary winter
falls as piercing prose,
placing star-kissed tulips between our 
poignant poems,
rewritten with effervescent...

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