The sad rose
A sad rose by itself looking down at the gravel stone Its petals falling slowly one by one standing alone The wind blows hard, making it bend But it keeps standing not ready to end Its head is so low…
sadrose is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 2 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees sadrose in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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