Blood-Red-Thirsty Rose (Published)

An ode to a ‘friend’

Blood-red-thirsty is the rose
that smells so sweet beneath the nose
pricks the finger with all it knows
to drain the life of friends and foes

with age and death it never shows
the blackness which forever grows
by tears (that like the river flows)
inside that blood red thirsty rose

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