The rose bleeds
On a heartbroken hand,
The heart lies
Wildly quiet,
The last sunshine
Dies on an unknown horizon.
Amidst the complexity of the world
Lies a beautiful paradox,
And to see it
You need to
Open the eyes your heart beholds.
It takes a heart
To break one,
It takes a life
To die one,
It takes an alone
To love one,
But you gave me your love
To live on.
And even if you leave
When the last sunshine drops from the white clouds,
You’ll come back to me with the next sunrise
Loving me with your warm smile
Holding me in your lost breath.
Now as we lay
Side by side
Beneath the catastrophe of the mudboud earth,
We see a wistful hope
Of uniting once more
Even if the rotten leaves shadows our grave,
The light of our lives will outgrow the darkness;
Much like the little flower that grows on our grave
Decorating our death.
Although we now lie
Beneath the land on which we once walked,
Gaily, holding hands
I dream of you and me
Even if we are separated by years of death
I still share your soul and your mind;
Because when you are in love
Sometimes letting go is an art,
Maybe we know it better
For we ended to start.
~ Debadrita Dey
Kolkata, India
Very well written👍 Keep it up.
Can’t believe it’s what I am reading!
This is unbelievably excellent 👍
Bravo!
Thank you ma’am!
This is so wonderfully penned. Your words made me read it all over again and I must say I’m awed by your expression. Keep going Debadrita.
Thank you!
Thank you!
Congrats on your beautiful poem & thanks for sharing it.