A selfless prodigy…..

Supported by hapless thorns,

In a hue contrastingly signifying stability,

Flapping its wings in excitement,

Waiting to mature in a hope to see the world,

Like a child who cuddles for protection.

Yet surrounded by its foes,

Who wait for its destruction,

Who garnish it for expression,

In a selfish attempt to celebrate adulation.


Just when it feels happy about its aesthetic value,

It regrets,it hasn’t got a deserving due,

It’s a rose after all,

Which sadly doesn’t have a say in its final call.



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