Vanquished-Rose

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When a Love dies between two people, it's a sad event and very often the Love doesn't just die, but it is converted into bitterness and resentment, compounding the tragedy of the dying Love. ♥ 
"The Vanquished Rose"

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The vibrant flower of beauty, once exquisitely defined,
Has succumbed to tragedy, lifeless and resigned.

Where it once stood proudly, representative of
A magic so profound, this magic being Love;
It now has wept its last, its elegance thus lost,
Two hearts once united now must pay the cost.

The effulgent rose, so stately and supreme
Sadly has been forsaken, as is each and every dream.
Two souls formerly connected, spirits entwined as one,
Now are disengaged. The opposition has begun.

The flames of passion that burned in unison before,
Have now divided and instead are waging war
Not against the world but each other they oppose,
Clearly can be seen with the destruction of the rose.

One by one the petals withered, draining magic power,
Until at last the rose became another dying flower.
Its beauty and its elegance turned to bitter shame,
Because the two who shared it, now refuse to claim.

So the vibrant flower with the magic it once bore,
Sadly has been vanquished, now gone forevermore.

Art/Poem by Artsieladie /Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly    Poem: ©2012-07-15 10:44:50 (EST) Art/Poem: ©2012-07-25 11:47:22 (EST) All rights reserved. To see more posts, check out the Sitemap.
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"Kindness exhibits appreciation and respect and breeds more of the same,
Creating a more positive, productive atmosphere overall to claim."    "When the Rose of Love, with its petals dropped,
The death of Love then can't be stopped."
~ Quotes by Artsieladie

Depression_Final-Spark

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Depression affects millions of lives. Depression can literally suck the life out of a person. For all those going through a really tough and emotional time and all those who battle chronic depression, the "Silent Monster", these poems and art are for you. But remember...

"Depression"

Depression is a monster, silently it lurks,
Stalks among the shadows and for satan works.
It's intention is to consume the heart with grief,
All to steal the soul for the master thief.

Do not give in to the monster lurking in the dark,
He is only lurking to snuff out your every spark.
Search for the Light, call upon the Lord and pray,
He will Carry you Safely into the Light of Day.

Remember God's Love is the Greatest Love of all.
He will not forsake you, if onto Him you call.
In the Hands of God, the monster give to, place,
There's no Greater Comrade in a battle you must face.

Your enemy is His to Engage, to Employ,
Allow the Wrath of God to descend upon, destroy.

~ Artsieladie/Sharon Donnelly ©2014-12-15 05:13:00 (EST). ♥ ♥

"Final Spark"

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When life has lost its purpose
And what burns the candle bright,
Its meaning is then lost,
Stolen like the day by night.

To the heart and soul
There is needed fuel for the flame
To keep the candle burning
And Love's the fuel's name.
A candle cannot keep burning
Without Love's Passion for the fire
And when Love is gone,
So goes all desire.

Hence, once the center's gone,
Deep in the heart's own core
The reason for tomorrow
Becomes extremely poor.
When there's only smoke,
The embers will grow cold,
Crumble into ashes,
The ending will unfold.

Of what there was
Or could have been
No longer matters,
The why or when.

When forward to tomorrows
There is no hope to come;
When there's no more to add
To increase or make the sum,
You pray to meet the end
When you feel you are defeated
And hope that it will be
When today is then completed.

Depression is the pits,
An all consuming dark
Where alone you will succumb,
As out goes the Final Spark.

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"In the shadows of the dark, monsters always lurk, Instilling fear, stealing hope, doing satan's work."
~ Quotes by Artsieladie