Poem about Romantic : The Last of the Romantics
Poem about Romantic : The Last of the Romantics :
The last of the romantics,
Last of a dying breed.
A rose held in a tight grip-
A present for the thought
Of the one he loves.
The last of the romantics.
A red rose encased in barbed wire.
The last of the romantics,
One among a dying breed.
The last of the romantics-
Proud to be individual,
Hates feeling so alone.
The last of the romantics-
Dancing in the rain.
The last of the romantics-
Kissing under moonlight.
The last of the romantics-
Raging against the light,
Fighting against been torn down.
As long as romance exists there is hope,
And the last of the romantics will remain so.
By
Charlie F. Kane
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