Rose Requiem

In the silence, she finds solace among the roses, A melancholy beauty, lost in thought's dark poses. Her eyes, like shadows, softly closed in pain, As petals surround her, a sorrowful refrain. The red roses, like whispers of a lover's sigh, Dance in her hair, a mournful, sweet goodbye. In monochrome skin, a contrast to the vibrant hue, A tale of love and loss, forever true. The roses, a symbol of the heart's deep fire, A passion that burns, a love that never tires. In this serene and dramatic, yet melancholic scene, We find a beauty, both haunting and serene. A moment frozen, a story untold, A rose requiem, a beauty to behold. In the stillness, a reflection of the soul, A journey through the heart, where love makes us whole.