Short Black Rose Poems

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Set The Mood

Red rose corset, black trim,
dress leaves little to imagination,
light lace to hide my secrets,
choker with meteor made black rose pendant.


Life and Death

So long as you raise your pink dance at the window, no need to pay any heed to the black rose.




14/10/2016
For Silent One's one liner contest
Form: Monoku

A Black Rose

a rose as black as night
a rose of pain 
a rose of love
the pain from being without you
the love from being near you
this is my way of saying i love you

The Plum Compulsion

a black rose offers pink play on golden hayfield - a plum compulsion


January 3, 2018
Monoku 4: Colours - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
Form: Monoku

Black Rose

Black rose on the wall
See the daylight no more
All the hearts are sore
Left black to the core
No need to wish for more

Take it! 
And throw it on the floor


Premium Member Black Rose

Ink
death rose
gothic mood
gallows bouquet
sweet scented aroma, grave companions
deep Mahogany, blood stains, velvet touch
doleful embers
charred petals
mournful
grief

Jane Valentine Iii

She rises
In the darkness,
This burdened woman
Shrunken by
Weariness and regret
Like a black rose in winter
In the icy rain,
Like a wind-swept rose in winter
That has yet to raise its neck
Again.
Form: Verse

Symbols

Call me a fool or
call me corny.
But i want a rare black rose
to symbolize our rare relationship.
I want a mood ring that's always blue
to show how much I love you.
So call me corny or call me a fool.
Form:

Premium Member Death

Pyramids Poetry Contest Joseph May DEATH Flat line Cold hearted One chamber, one shot Suicide triggers loss A good wife left grief-stricken "Why did he give her a black rose?

Thy Black Rose

Sustenance, I beg of thee
Fresh blood to sustain me
No mirrors or lights
I dwell in the night
The crucifixion shall burn 
Thy root and thy stem
If I suppose to know that
You walk in darkness,
Beside thy black rose

Premium Member Seal of Love

A withed Black rose marks 
The dark farewell poem penned
Evoking darkness 
Before the morning rises
Sealed forever with deep love











For One Of Three Tanka Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Laura Loo
June 23, 2017
Form: Tanka

Solitary Rose

You tipped your hat
We parted ways
At your suggestion
But, at my despair
As I approached my doorstep
I saw a single black rose
Looking so bitter and alone
I picked it up and took it with me 
And placed it on my chest as I lay in my coffin

Beautiful Like A Flower

Your eyes shine beautifully like a sunflower in the light.
Your hair as dark as a black rose.
Your personality as amazing as the beauty,
of raindrops on a red rose.
So majestic and wonderful,
so amazing and romantic,
so beautiful, like a flower.

Black Rose

On a dark cold starry night,
the black rose appeared in sight.

Black rose, so gentle and sweet
Earth and seed, and then we meet

Bending to the rays of light,
honeysuckle stars delight.

Earth, wind, fire and ice
yes, black rose, you ignite.

Premium Member Black Words Unsayable

The mind masked civil
Spins strands of black words
The voice can’t weave the phrase
Lest the veil lifts from the tarnished face.
If you say what you hide in the dark
I’ll turn it into black rose.
Do you hate me?

November 23. 2017.
Contest : Unsayable.

Rose

Rose


A black rose signals the end of time.
A white rose is a sign of life.
A red rose is sealed with a kiss.
A yellow rose shows you are unique.
A blue rose is a beautiful thing.
A pink rose is as sweet as can be.


(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Black petals

like silk on lip
falling soft on tip
pushing further till rip
Shes like black petals 
a rose plucked too soon
a velvet sunsetting moon
a kiss and a hint
she melts within it
like black rose petal
I kiss her gentle
like love too soon bloomed
a sunset and a moon
Form: Rhyme

Black Rose

Anger conquered me
Hatred blinded me
Darkness and chaos
Covered my entire soul

This change in me
Every Man can see
But no one knows
What my heart wanted to show

Once soft gentle eyes
Became as hard as a stone
A heart so loving as a Red Rose
Now became a Black Rose
© Blurr Jane  Create an image from this poem.

Black rose

In shadows deep, where secrets lie, A black rose blooms beneath the sky. Its petals dark as midnight's grace, A silent whisper, a haunting face.

No blush of dawn, no summer's glow, Just mystic depths where sorrows grow. Yet beauty lurks within the shade, A fragile strength, a quiet braid.
Form: Rhyme

Splitting

Touched by moon, I pick up
a black rose,
to return the debt.

Very high
the fire, returns in my eyes.
I start burning in your arms.

The parting,
crawls in the bed
I cannot speak nor cry.


Why it had to happen
after sunset,
when the leafless tree was waiting ?


Satish Verma
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Splitting

Touched by moon, I pick up
a black rose,
to return the debt.

Very high
the fire, returns in my eyes.
I start burning in your arms.

The parting,
crawls in the bed
I cannot speak nor cry.


Why it had to happen
after sunset,
when the leafless tree was waiting ?


Satish Verma
Form:

Black Rose Stained Red

Love is my worst enemy
Darkness within identity
Changes with no promises
Your eyes they rage ominous
A black rose among red
You don't eat when others get fed
You don't get water, you shed
All the truth that you have said
No one believes you, they all just avoid
Crumbling down an endless void
Form: Rhyme

The Phantom

A ride through gritted teeth,
Gums livid,
To alleys of hell
emotion soar in the black chest.
A single Bell and terror wich runs slow.
The cause way infested
with worms of fear,
and the right grip of the black rose 
from the balcony.
Only witness the slow descent on soft organ notes,
into the arms of the ghost

Dead

A walking corpse
No sign of life
Can hear my heartbeat
But, it looks lifeless upon gaze
Because you threw it in the incinerator
And blackened it
Now walking through the red velvet forrest
She looks around for the one that smothered her
And  closed her coffin
Dropping black rose petals on the way 
So he can find her again

Premium Member D

{Death} is but one green hill behind me
I'm tired, and mercy has run dry of steam 
for this mad race to the heart of infinity
who made these dark games of mortality
a shell game that nobody ever will win
{Death} is but one green hill behind me
slicing the chorus from beneath the wind
a withered black rose between its teeth.

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