Love

*Wilted Rose* Once full of life and vibrant hue, This rose now wilts, its beauty anew. Petals drooping, soft and pale, Fragrance fading, without a sail. Its stem once strong, now weak and thin, Can't hold the weight of love within. Thorns that pricked, now dull and gray, A symbol of love that's gone astray. In gardens full of life and grace, This rose stands alone, a lonely space. A reminder of love that's lost its way, A wilted rose, in a world of disarray. *Dying Flame* Flickering light, a dying spark, A flame that once burned bright in the dark. Warmth and comfort, now but a gleam, A dying flame, a final beam. Once a blaze, that lit up the night, Guiding hearts, with its shining light. Now a smolder, a final sigh, A dying flame, that's about to die. In the ashes, a memory remains, Of love and warmth, that once sustained. A dying flame, that soon will fade, Leaving darkness, in its shade. *Vanishing Hope* A glimmer of light, in the darkest night, A hope that shone, with a gentle light. A beacon bright, that guided the way, A hope that vanished, with the dawn of day. Like a mirage, it disappeared from sight, Leaving emptiness, and a hollow light. A dream that faded, like a fleeting thought, A vanishi