# Midnight's Rose

Author: techfistWolfguy
Tags: Death, Love, Night, Romance, Sorrow, Tragedy, midnight, tears

#8 of Poetry

This poem was inspired by a very dear friend of mine. I hope you like it, Josh c:

An end

Has come  
To his life  
  
A tale:   
A comedy  
Told   
  
In the deep hues

Of tragedy:   
A purity   
  
Beyond

The grasp   
Of their mortal minds  
  
Blood:  
Crimson  
Silk  
  
Drops  
Of sorrow  
To my hands  
  
Undeserving

Was he

Of this end

 

Betrayed  
By the one  
He loved so dearly  
  
A tender embrace  
His final gesture  
Before   
  
A swift end  
Found him;  
Bitter  
  
I cradle him  
Life   
Barely clinging  
  
To him   
My Love;  
I

His Lover

One who he   
Never loved in return  
  
Though   
It burned,   
Like icy embers,  
  
I held no grudge  
For he   
I loved  
  
With every fiber  
Of my being  
And all   
  
Of what   
I ever did  
I did for him  
  
Though now  
He is gone;  
A vagabond  
  
Amongst the stars;  
Sparkling  
Like his eyes  
  
Full of joy  
And remorse;  
A tell-tale gem  
  
Softly,  
I plant a kiss

On his still warm forehead  
  
My hand  
Gently caresses  
His tender cheek

 

"Rest, now."  
I whisper,  
Hanging my head  
  
Shapeless emotion  
Wells up   
Within me  
  
As tears  
Bead  
In my eyes  
  
"May peace  
Find you

My Love."  
  
I sigh,  
Shuddering  
At the realization  
  
Of our mortality;  
So delicate   
This life is   
  
And now  
I must live my own  
Without   
  
He  
Who   
Made this life  
  
Something   
Worth living;  
A heavy price

A tragedy   
Of the night's true hues;  
Midnight's Rose

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