This flower is truly beautiful,
It's crimson petals mesmerising all.
A symbol of love and romance,
It will surly leave you in a trance.
But beware for this flower isn't so sweet,
There's something about it the eyes don't quite meet,
For under the beauty is where the dangers are,
Thorns like knifes, certain to scar.
It reels you in with its flowery surface,
But is there an underlying purpose?
To attack you when you think you're secure,
And leave you bleeding on the floor.
So maybe love isn't a safe game,
Maybe love only leads to pain.
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100 random rhyming poems
Poetry100 random rhyming poems is an ongoing book that I started writing as a teenager really struggling with their mental health, and have continued on with through to being an adult. The tones and themes of each poem varies massively, which reflects how...
