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Roses
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Ongoing, First published Apr 12, 2021
Roses are one of the things I envied the most, even despite their deep meanings, many adorned and loved a rose. 

They even taken care of a rose, but they have never judged a rose, sometimes  I wanted to be a rose, cuz you can be whoever you are, even if they try to pick you, you will always have those beautiful torns to protect you from any harm. 

Sometimes... 

A rose can say I miss you and wish you were here with me, A rose can say I'm sorry if I've hurt you in any way, A rose can say get well soon, May God bless you today, A rose can say I wish you happiness, and the best for you each day.

But I would always wonder what WOULD I feel if I was finally a rose, would I be happy? Sad? Or am I supposed to feel anything?
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The idiom "love is a rose with thorns" means that love is beautiful and rewarding, but it also comes with challenges and difficulties. The phrase implies that the beauty and joy of love are worth the pain and sacrifice, just like a rose is worth its thorns so if a person who dares not grasp the thorns should never crave for the rose and there is a reason why every rose has a thorn. In the garden of love, beauty and pain entwined like the tender shoots of a rose bush. Amidst the lush greenery and vibrant blooms, thorns lay hidden, waiting to prick the unsuspecting heart. Khadijah and kabir's love was a masterpiece of contradictions - a delicate dance of sweet whispers and passionate screams, of gentle caresses and fierce possessiveness. Their relationship was a symphony of beauty and pain, a poignant reminder that the most exquisite roses often grew alongside the sharpest thorns. As they embarked on their journey together, they knew that their love would come at a price. But they were willing to pay it, to brave the thorns that threatened to tear them apart, for the chance to savor the sweetness of their love. Little did they know, the true cost of their love was only just beginning to reveal itself, like the first tender buds of a rose bud pushing through the earth, promising beauty and pain in equal measure. Ready to get into a beautiful yet toxic love story, this is your stop if you're tired of the regular cliche romance love story,a story which explore friendship to it core,delve deep into life experience and bringing to light disgusting (Haram) things done in the name of love in a relationship,a story which captures and display love to it extremity,jealousy,toxicity, insecurity and the battle between wanting to let go and wanting to stay and make things right,it comes with the undying desire to fulfill and satisfy sexual pleasure rendering the heart what it want. PS: everything in this book is fictional and self-work "All rights reserved" © Khadijat Umar
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...And from now I'll be the most fierce thing when I'll break open my heart and let the wildflower grow inside -Aayushi Roses lose their beauty without their sharp thorns, "Allow me to drink deeply from the crystalline waters where mountain streams overflow, let the fragrance of wildflowers swirl freely in my veins. Grant me the solace of sleeping in your meadows, cradled by the lush, green blades of grass. Let me stroll along the sunlit highway, hand in hand with my brother, basking in the warmth of peace. Permit me to leave this world in my footsteps, before I descend into the earth beneath. It was only then that I realized how sadness had wrapped itself around me, as frigid as the guilt that crept through my lungs. Life was on the brink of transformation, teetering between the promise of better days and the weight of the unknown." Roselle welcomed home, so she thought.