CLUELESSNAN

THE ROSE

 Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer
that leaves your soul to blead

Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed

It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance

It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying
that never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong

Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
CLUELESSNAN

ART

LOVE PAINTING BUT IAM NOT A GOOD ONE

IAM PASSIONATELY FOND OF FLOWERS

ROSES AND ARUM LILYS ARE MY FAVOURITE FLOWERS