Rose Requiem
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A maiden lies, in roses' sway,
Her face, a canvas, pale and bright,
Adorned with blooms, in endless night.
The red roses, like tears, cascade,
A sorrowful serenade, they've made,
Her eyes, closed tight, in peaceful sleep,
As petals dance, in whispers deep.
In this still scene, a story's told,
Of love, loss, and a heart grown cold,
The roses, like memories, remain,
A bittersweet reminder of love's refrain.
In this quiet moment, she's free,
A fleeting peace, for you and me,
A moment's pause, in life's wild ride,
A rose requiem, where love resides.