Thorns can prick and draw blood.
thorns
SWIRLING COLORS
Source:jeliyfish
Fuschia pink and turquoise blue,
colors swirling as the sea.
Velvet petals you can feel,
but with thorns as points of steel.
I present them to you, my dearest love,
the perfect beauty as the sky above.
Bright blood gushes from your punctured hand,
I should have added a marching band.
Our love is two-sided as my gift,
I know you might be a little miffed.
You crumble to the ground,
ringing the death knoll sound.
I know I made the right decision,
your death is a heaven-sent vision.
A TWO-FACED WONDER
A TWO-FACED WONDER
Beautiful rose.
Soft and velvety.
Protected by sharp thorns.
Bright in the sunshine.
Dark in the moonlight.
A two-faced wonder.
A Two-Faced Wonder
Beautiful rose.
Soft and velvety.
Protected by sharp thorns.
Bright in the sunshine.
Dark in the moonlight.
A two-faced wonder.
TWO-FACED WONDER
TWO-FACED WONDER
Beautiful rose.
Soft and velvety.
Protected by sharp thorns.
Bright in the sunshine.
Dark in the moonlight.
A two-faced wonder.
A TWO-FACED WONDER
Beautiful rose,
Soft and velvety.
Protected by sharp thorns,
Sharp to the touch.
Bright in the sunshine;
Dark in the moonlight.
A two-faced wonder.
A PARANORMAL MYSTERY
(Source: artizan3)
I grow in the garden of End House.
The only flower in sight.
Moonlight keeps me strong.
Thorns keep me anchored.
The garden is mine.
(Source: kittiezandtittiez)
I’m keeping an eye on you.
Have you read The Dead Game yet?
If not, I know where you live.
(Source: fallenfay-l-h)
As darkness falls,
statues come alive.
Shadows emerge
from tombs and graves.
Beware of the nights.
They bring brutal winds
and the walking dead.
Bolt your doors.
Lock your windows.
The dark shadow behind you
might not be your own.
THE DEAD GAME
TWO-SIDED
Pink and blue petals be,
Green and blue like the sea.
Velvety soft they might feel,
Thorns like the point of steel.
I give them to you to show my love,
Two-sided like the beak of a dove.
THE DEAD GAME
Like thorns on a rose,
the town of Oasis appears
peaceful during the day.
But at night,
its thorn are revealed.
The Dead roam
the streets of town.
Follow them
to their wild parties.
But be careful
you don’t become one
of the lifeless bodies
found on the beach
come morning light.
THE DEAD GAME
TWO-FACED WONDER
Beautiful rose.
Soft and velvety.
Protected by sharp thorns.
Bright in the sunshine.
Dark in the moonlight.
A two-faced wonder.
SUSANNE LEIST 