Roses Were Never Red - Unspoken Feelings, #1 - E-book - ePub

"Roses Were Never Red" is a collection of verses that wander through the tangled garden of love, heartbreak, and grief-a garden where roses were never red. This book is a journey into the heart's deepest corners, where love blooms with the brilliance of a thousand suns, only to wither under the weight of unspoken sorrows and unfulfilled dreams. It is a testament to the bittersweet nature of love, capturing the delicate dance between hope and despair, joy and sorrow.
Each poem in this collection is a petal fallen from the rose of what once was, a fragment of love lost in time's relentless passage. The ink that fills these pages has bled straight from the wounds of the soul, staining every word with the weight of unspoken feelings. The ink does not merely write, it weeps. It flows like a river of tears, cascading over the edges of each line, revealing the raw, unfiltered emotions of a heart that has known both the ecstasy of love and the agony of its loss.
The verses are whispers of a love that dared to dream, that reached for the stars but found itself lost in the vast expanse of the universe. They are the echoes of tender moments now turned into distant memories, fading like the colors of a sunset into the deep, endless night. With every stanza, "Roses Were Never Red" paints a portrait of a heart that loved too fiercely and grieved too deeply, a heart that has been both the garden and the storm.
In this book, love is not just a gentle breeze but a tempest, capable of tearing apart everything in its path. It is the quiet ache that lingers in the silence, the unspoken words that hang heavy in the air. It is the relentless throb of a wound that refuses to heal, a reminder that some loves, no matter how beautiful, are never meant to be. This speaks to the universal experience of love's duality-the joy and the pain, the light and the darkness.
Every poem is a petal plucked from the stem of longing, each line a thorn that pricks the heart with the sting of remembrance. The book is a mosaic of emotions, pieced together from the shards of a shattered heart. It is an exploration of the grief that follows love's end, the emptiness that settles in the soul when the one who was everything becomes a ghost in the past. With Roses Were Never Red, you are invited to walk through the garden of lost love, to feel the sting of each thorn, and to find beauty in the tears that water the soul.
These are the poems of a heart laid bare, of love that was never quite what it seemed, a collection that reminds us that sometimes, the most profound love stories are the ones etched in sorrow.