Poem, Silver Rose

The nights are dark the moon seems empty even the sliver clouds seem lifeless my tears fall softly off my face and into the pool of silver at my feet.

My heart shatters into many pieces each shattered across the forest floor my blood seeping into the ground without color without life she dies pale olive tan skin out shinned with the deep green eyes that still shine after death.

Her small pale hand stretched out as if ahe tried to reach out befor death small fingers clasping something only her heart knows within her hand is a small silver locket she cried as he gave it to her only knowing he never loved her.

This wasn't a sign of love only a sign of denial a silver rose shatered beneath her tears silence be falls the forest as she falls softly onto the ground.

is there hope for the tears ??

Well I would like to say thire is hope and I think thire is hope. But that poem I wrote it and those are my true feelings. And I hope that no one is offened by it it was not ment to offend anyone.

they are great feeling ,and one would hope we could all write what we feel !!

I think it is a beautiful poem.No one should ever hold back what they feel.We should all be passionate and write/say our emotions

Well thank you and your right what we feel is importan to get it out. And my way of geting it out is by writing a poem. Again thank you both and you can be sure that I will write more in the future.

Beautiful. Very well done.