Dear Dying Rose by Ranya Ahmed

I see your scarlet, struggling, shriveling petals Defying time Fighting for a lost cause immortality Facing inevitable defeat. No one knows why roses are symbols Of supposed true, eternal love Trying to be endless, But realizing in the end, that the feeling will die. Why do you fight My dear dying rose? Give in to nature, do not live in purgatory! Let death take its course! You are so fragile! Your petals are so easily plucked, Your thorns unable to drive people away. Forgive us for robbing you of your life. Your mysterious crimson wonder, Astounds the mind And your dazzling appearance Blinds the eye. My dear dying rose I beg of you, I beg of you, Give in!

© 2003 Ranya Ahmed

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