I am a rose.
No, not a perfect flower; nor a smooth stem.
I am a woman of needs
A craving flower which leaves my colors dim
I am stunningly beautiful with a harsh mind
Needing nourishment from one but it became nullified
I am an alluring rose, a woman of thorns and might even be left to perish
A gorgeous flower that's overlooked when I should be cherished
Yet i'm not treated with care, hence the heavy rain
I am a rose, understand, because I am fragile and filled with pain.
(inspired by the novel "The Invisible Man" by Ralph Ellison)
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Phase 1: Emotions
PoetryA collection of poems. It will turn out to be a 3 part series. Although these are poems based on experience, you may interpret them however you like! Please tell me your favorites and least favorites! **edit I will continue this collection and prob...
