Fall of the Rose

Decaying rose leaves

curl unnoticed once again

pierced by the raw barbs

The dry ruby crown withers,

as thorns claim the black sceptre

~AJ

 

 

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Leap of Fate

Walked to the World’s edge

Where seldom people will stray

Draped eternally

In light and stars of the great

They beckon and I will take

~AJ