Poetry of my Soul

Existence of Rose

The existence of rose
Gracefully stands on its pose
A flower bestowed from above
Symbolizes the true essence of love

Roses are undoubtedly beautiful
Captivates the eyes among people
Apart from that idea
They are a forsaken Mia

Roses are etched with thorns
The term is what we called imperfections
It's a consequential reason
People withdraw their mere affection

Or else they still like them but tend to cut their thorns away
Faintly placed in the flower shop display
A silent mourning of pain, sorrow and grief
Stealing their freedom like a thief

They slashed the thorns
For a majestic appearance will be worn
They disregard the true beauty
Be based on lookism, compelled for publicity

Like a rose
I'm a woman in such woes
The true ones who'd love that kind of flower
Is the one who can bear the thorns with bittersweet pleasure.

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~Azure❤️