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The Vase, the Rose, and the Woman
Amrita Gupta
There once was a vase
That sat on a shelf,
A mantle above a fireplace,
Waiting for someone to put flowers in it.
There once was a woman
Who took the vase
And put it on the windowsill,
Where it caught the sunlight beautifully.
There once was a rose
That waited in a shop
For someone to come by
And pluck it off its dusty shelf.
The woman was lonely,
And she saved the vase for
A rose from that special someone,
Providing that he someday showed.
The next day, on a bus,
The woman saw a man
So handsome that he could only be
The one she'd always been searching for.
Two days later, a very
Ominous headline graced the
Front page: HORRIFIC MURDER!
There was a picture of the man!
The woman cried her heart out
For the man she was sure
Would have been her husband,
If only she'd known him before his death.
Amid the woman's pathetic
Lamenting, the poor vase and
The poor rose sat for years,
Gathering dust.
Amrita Gupta has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Amrita's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Amrita's latest works: