The Dying Rose by Bradley Howington
It’s 6:44 A.M and all I can do is think about all of the pressure you’ve put me through.
It’s overtaking and I am at the point of breaking,
But I lay here and think about you.
“Why?” I ask myself,
It’s a web I’m caught in,
And while I lay in this bed
I have these thoughts rushing through my head—there’s no end.
I play music to forget about you—it seems to make it worse—but I don’t cut it off.
I guess I want this pain,
Because thinking about you makes it rain.
It’s not a soothing rain,
It’s much like fire
And when it burns it fills my desire.
Because all I think about is you.
Love is like a drain
And when it sucks
It takes everything to make it up.
So the music has faded
It’s opened my eyes
I no longer see this huge divide.
I’ve buried everything from the past;
Love will no longer be the same.
Between the rain, music, and all of the lies,
I’ve learned the beauty of the universe shines bright—
as I lay here in this bed gazing the stars tonight.
Awwww really touching ..and a good positive end thanks for sharing x x x
Posted by kez | January 18, 2012, 5:58 PMThank you, Kez, darling! You’re welcome! I’m glad it touched you.
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| January 18, 2012, 6:05 PM
For some reason this poem reminded me of Roxy Music/Brian Ferry…I guess I’m sensing the lyrical/musical quality of your poem…especially
“I play music to forget about you—it seems to make it worse—but I don’t cut it off.
I guess I want this pain,
Because thinking about you makes it rain.”
I really liked all of it, along with the image…Bradley “You Got Talent! Big time…
Roger ☺
Posted by ChasingTao | January 18, 2012, 6:16 PMThank you so much, Roger! Sometimes as I write my poetry I sing them. I didn’t do that with this one, but I see what you mean.
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| January 18, 2012, 6:30 PM
Fantastic Brad! LOVE the title, the pace…reads wonderfully aloud…you go Poet!
Posted by Natasha | January 18, 2012, 6:19 PMThanks, Natasha! Glad you like it, love!
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| January 18, 2012, 6:34 PM
Man, I feel you. This time sucks and you gotbthe feelings and thoughts right.
Posted by Chazzy Chazz (@shralec) | January 18, 2012, 9:55 PMThank you, Charles!
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| January 18, 2012, 10:13 PM
you capture well emotions i think many of us have felt and give texture to them…the playing of the songs…def relaltable…tight write brad
Posted by brian miller | January 18, 2012, 11:27 PMThank you, Brian! Glad you enjoy it!
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| January 18, 2012, 11:54 PM
Love this poem, there are so many wonderful images!
Posted by christyb | January 19, 2012, 9:35 AMchristyb
Thank you, Christy! “The Dying Rose” is a photo I took in 2009. If the photos have my name on them, they’re mine. If they don’t, they’re from iStockPhoto.com, etc.
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| January 19, 2012, 4:27 PM
Love hurts sometime but the stars are eternal; a sad but positive poem with its reminder that “beauty in the universe shines bright”…
Posted by Lindy Lee | January 25, 2012, 3:55 PMNo matter what happens, the beauty of the universe will always shine bright. Thanks, Lindy!
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| January 25, 2012, 9:36 PM