Wild rose

By Siljeshka

Mon, 06 Feb 2012

2 comments

I’m born to be a rose
Living in the thicket
Wild at heart but sacred

I am beautiful and red
Red for love and red for hate
With passion as my quest

My smell makes you dizzy
But beware, I bite
For my hunger never slows

I am nature, I am wild
But you have me in your garden
Wanting to tame my vileness

I am tameless, yet yours
For your heart I desire
It soothe me with pleasure

Permalink Submitted by Denzella on Tue, 2012-02-07 07:43

Hello Siljeshka, I enjoyed your poem but was surprised to notice that your category is Rant! Still enjoyed it!

Permalink Submitted by well-wisher on Tue, 2012-02-07 11:21

Really enjoyed this. Interesting take on a familiar subject and very appropriate with Valentine's Day coming up. Thanks.

JoHn