Writing Prompt

Red roses

Are quite beautiful

In rows of ten

Or more

How they grow to be so wonderful?

Now that’s a secret

I cannot tell

For you will find

The roses were not always red

Red roses

Are quite beautiful

In rows of ten

Or more

Why ten you ask?

Why that is a secret

I cannot tell

For the lord will have me held

For my sins

Red roses

Aren’t they beautiful?

Growing beside

Ten rows of men

All dead

But wil...

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

I’m quite crude,

My attitude is a bit skewed.

I don’t mean to be rude,

But sometimes honesty can intrude.

I say what everyone’s thinking,

Yet somehow it leaves everyone blinking.

With mouth full of swords, I often strike,

Igniting flames, both dark and bright.

My tongue, a blade, swift and keen,

Leaving scars where its edge has been....

red roses may be pretty

but their color is from the

blood spilled on their perfect petals

during that fight we had

over that summer

do you remember the fields

we would lay in

day after day

night before nights became too dark for us too see

red roses tied in a

motherfucking bouqet

that used to be white

but their color turned

when my heart shattered

and the blood burst in your hands

fields o...

Sometimes I wonder-

What blood would look like-

On white marble shining-

Adrenaline pumping-

Knife is cutting-

Suicide running-

Then as I glanced-

Upon a sight as so-

A bright red puddle-

On the floor-

The knife in my hand-

God, I’m insane-

I love the way it feels-

Then I realized-

Blood on white marble-

Shining in the light-

Liquid so pretty-

Isn’t it just like-

Red Rose petals-

Bleeding down...

White roses are always overlooked

Like me,

Sitting in the back

Reading some book

They don’t stand out much

They’re pale in the light

No one cares about them

Only red ones catch eyes

But if you ask me,

I wouldn’t want any red roses

They remind me of the blood and the pain

And why I wrote this

So if you send me a bouquet

(thank you in advance)

Don’t put any red ones,

Give the white rose a chance...

We must have all heard the phrase

“Roses are red and violets are blue”

Too many times to count

After all

Red roses are a sign of compassion and comfort

Of perfection and passion

But roses, these beautiful red roses, are also a sign of love

The love that you show to me everyday

Making me feel giddy and euphoric

Though these are all things that red roses symbolize

Red roses also symbolize somet...

ATTENTION: Hello fellow talented and beautiful artist! This fictional and original. Please don’t take it seriously. Anyway, enjoy! 🙂

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Blood red rose,

Dripping my guilt.

Blood red rose,

A wall of lies I have built.

Blood red rose,

Terror in her eyes.

Blood red rose,

A deadly surprise.

Blood red rose,

Not a myth or a lie.

Blood red rose,

Now ...

ℛℴ𝓈ℯ𝓈 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝓋𝒾ℴ𝓁ℯ𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝒷𝓁𝓊ℯ

𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓇ℴ𝓈ℯ𝓈 𝓌ℯ𝓇ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓇ℯ𝒹

𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝓌ℯ𝓇ℯ ℴ𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓉ℯ 𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝓃ℴ𝓌

ℛℴ𝓈ℯ𝓈 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝒷ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈ℯ ℐ 𝒷𝓁ℯ𝒹 ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇𝓈 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝓉ℴℴ

𝒷ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈ℯ 𝓌ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊

𝓋𝒾ℴ𝓁ℯ𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝒷𝓁𝓊ℯ 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓈𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝒷ℯ 𝓉ℴℴ

ℐ 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝓉ℯ𝒸𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℛℯ𝒹,𝒲𝒽𝒾𝓉ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℬ𝓁𝓊ℯ

𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇𝓈 ...

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

I once said-

“I love you.”

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

I have bled,

‘Cus of you.

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

You never said-

“I love you too.”

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

My heart is dead…

And.

So.

Are.

You....

She always liked red roses,

The darkest shade they came.

She didn’t care about the thorns

Or way her hands had bled.

She always liked to garden,

A flower paradise.

Outside her humble yard

She planted roses day and night.

She always liked red roses.

The way they made her glow.

She spent her days sprawled on the grass

But now she rests below....