A Bed of Roses by The Unknown Poet
A bed of roses,
A field of poppies,
The landscape ends,
To begin with clear blue sky.
No clouds to break,
This illusion of peace,
No sun, but yet I'm warm,
A gentle breeze,
But no grass stirs,
No movement but
The beat of my heart.
Laying close together,
But yet I'm alone,
A bed of roses,
A field of poppies.
Just a dream ,
The affair of the heart.
A field of poppies,
The landscape ends,
To begin with clear blue sky.
No clouds to break,
This illusion of peace,
No sun, but yet I'm warm,
A gentle breeze,
But no grass stirs,
No movement but
The beat of my heart.
Laying close together,
But yet I'm alone,
A bed of roses,
A field of poppies.
Just a dream ,
The affair of the heart.
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This poem is about the lonely feeling you get when separated for too long from the one you love.
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This is a beautiful poem,which really touched my heart. yet very deep and difficult to understand. - natalie |
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This Poem is really very intriuging but yet it is still mysterious! - John |
