Roses were red,
Violets were blue,
Nectar was sweet
And love was true.
Then came a woman
In Eden of old;
Red fell to black,
What's dust was once gold.
Now sugar is bitter,
Love is a myth...
What once was a Paradise
Is a wretched earth.
Roses are dead,
Violets are too.
Man's a pretender
And nothing is true.
Roses Are Dead
Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 08/18/2022
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Poem topics: woman, blue, earth, sweet, sugar, paradise, gold, nectar, bitter, black, dust, red, true, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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