Poetry

A Rose for a Rose

Hey, my rose!
Receive this rose,
From a thorn of yours.

You were there
though it was unfair
for a beauty so pure.

No one accepted
I felt so dejected,
until you came along.

I had a feeling
that life’s just reeling
and there’s nowhere I belong.

I know you got hurt
when I tried to flirt
with my sharp pokes.

But you soothed me with your persistence
and fragranced my existence,
with our talks, love and jokes.

Don’t worry, I’ll lacerate
till my last breath, I’ll irritate
the hands that may try to pluck you up ever.

I know this life is not long
But who cares till we are along,
and our love will live forever.

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