Concrete Rosez

I just want to yell!Get it all out and escape this hell!I have trapped myself in.Harder to admit no matter how easy it may look,As I’m finally climbing out of the hole I fell into… Because,I miss what a hug from a true friend feels like!I,Just don’t know what to do this very moment I... Continue Reading →

New Set Of Roses

How will new trees grow, If you don't ever plant a new seed, Even if it stems from roots of another? Nights like these, All a lonely man wants is, To hold a new rose against the sunshine...

Last Flag Left

Most are so busy throwing red flags until they run out,And,Have no choice,But to wave a white one.Whatever happened to understanding one another's flaws,So that we can fix our own outcome? Because,Eventually?A foul is going to take place,When you play a game where you'll bump heads,Inevitably.But,A tightly knit team sticks together,Regardless of how bad it... Continue Reading →

Rosey Dayz

It's not just the glow radiating off of every curve in your smile. Nor how thick, Voluptuous your body is when you're walking down an isle. You fill me with a certain kind of curiosity I haven't really felt in a while. Like watering a seed within soil dry from each denial. Those times where... Continue Reading →

Blessed Together

How blessed a man would be to curl his arms around the waist,Of a woman who doesn't make me feel as if I'm wasting my time.Better yet,A woman who doesn't make me feel like a pile of waste while I strive!For success I want for the both of us.Yet,I'm often crushed by...Who knows.I don't even... Continue Reading →

Are Second Chances Real?

She told me to join her on a walk through a garden I've planted with my bare hands. "Why? I've made up my mind." A light scoff slipped from her lips as she said, "Just walk. And, Open your eyes..." So, I walked along the same grounds with whom my heart cannot let go. Confused,... Continue Reading →

Rosarians

Scalpels, Knives, A dream of severance. A deliverance of evil, While living in contradiction... Although surgical in my analysis of others, I fail to slap a bandaid on my personal wounds administered by Palms of Death. A sword of light, Of all things... Every kiss blown, A preinducement of seduction, Of the finest kind. Because,... Continue Reading →

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