Once there's a poisonous rose
That used to gave you hue's and blue's
You called it a Lenten rose in a cross
Because her petals are venomous,
Her thorns is cunningly dangerous,
that lead your heart in a total chaos.
Her existence in your backdoor
hitting your emotions and ego's
All you did was wishing for antidotes,
to soothe your revengeful thoughts.
You were glad that someone taught
you of being tolerance and cautious
that even her appearance is odious,
you must ignore it, not to be hideous
Breathing under the same sky with that hellebores,
is like been captured by those barbarous
who are wicked and mentally vicious.
Yet, you overcome her without any pores.
©Ligaw Makata
Feb.15.2017
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