Poetry & Songs:
Roseblood: A Tower's Walls
By: Arjan Wardekker

Thunder cries the heavens' pain,
tearing it a fiery vein.
In its call dark clouds have met,
lingering in silent threat.

Clinging to the tower's wall,
but a rose, who did not fall.
In the light its leafs shine red,
as the fields, where ravens fed.

Rain falls like the maiden's tears,
as she just the silence hears.
Too much blood to wash away,
but the dark keeps pain at bay.

While longing for the night's call,
rose is blooming on the wall.
Once turned down, with hope forelorn,
rose now shows as more than thorn.

written on: 19-07-2005

Poem series "Roseblood":

Roseblood: A Tower's Walls
Roseblood: A Raven's Gift
Roseblood: A Thorn's Rose

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