Rosebud | Teen Ink


March 30, 2014
By cosmos4242 GOLD, Bethel Park, Pennsylvania
cosmos4242 GOLD, Bethel Park, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
I don't know where I'm going but I promise it won't be boring." -David Bowie

snow melted away from our summer’s day
leaving a wincing rose and bud

although the fragrance had drifted away
there was plenty left to say
roots had binded together
but our colors had changed

I didn’t realize our petals could be the same

us blushing roses, we speak
of what snow melts can leave
of a bud thawing slowly in mud

sun erodes snow and sheds light
on you
if only you, the bud could know
that to me, your colors show

I wish
oh how I wish you could know
so I could water your leaves
with the rivers I see

what snow melts leave
are new colors and rosy dreams
petals waiting
waiting to open and be free

The author's comments:
This is a poem I wrote about a good friend. It focuses on the complication of me knowing a secret about them I'm not supposed to know, and being unable to help them, intertwined with the emotional love I felt for them at the time that could never be reciprocated.

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