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A Rose
A Rose
From the ground it rises and grows.
As beautiful as it is, there are still rough roads.
Thorns lash out like words to inflict pain.
It’s razor edged leaves, like minds, regulate the veins.
The alliance between them is strong, and difficult to climb
Yet it’s beauty continues to glisten and shine.
The rocky green path is over, but the red one still remains.
It’s maze to the center misdirects minds like a game.
When all is finished and the task is done.
The ground and the rose will unite like two hearts and become one .
Gorgeous!!!Like a rose.
Written extremely well.And beautifully ended.
You had spoken much thro' these exquisite lines,my friend.
I really liked it a lot.