Red Ruby
She was a rose
Red and romantic
Her fragrance was like an arcane aroma
Her petals, a streak of serenity
But alas, all wasn't bright for the rose
As whoever tried to admire her
She'd wound them with her thorns
But li'l did anyone understand
She only had her thorns as a shield, as a wall
'Cause she didn't want to be hurt anymore
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She'll wait for as long as her existence
For someone unafraid to caress her thorns
For someone who'd accept her flaws
And treat her not as a calamity
But like a precious, red ruby
- Just how she was...
~ Fia, a lover of flowers
P.S- Please don't think I'm a sexist or something because I haven't written poems portraying a 'boy' till now 😂
It's just that I'm a girl so naturally, I'm more comfy in writing poems like these, otherwise they won't be much relatable for me to write. I'm sure you understand 💁
Godspeed 💝
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