Little Red RoseA Poem by Bell-lala
Here this little red rose grows.
She's undefined. Going down multiple paths. Here this little red rose grows in a sea of blue. Blue roses paint the grass, all so alike. Yet only a single red rose lay. Beautiful. Yet not believed. Unique. And alone in heart. In this world of judgment, the rose takes her home. She is unguarded and alone. Alone she feels. Wilted and drained, Preying for her next rain and hoping for all the colors to allow her in their existence. With wilted petals and dried roots, Alone, little rose wilts in her uncertainty With a sense of failure swirling within her heart. To be like all the other roses is her one desire. To the bluest of blue, It seemed to be never enough. She's lost in her swirl of colors Wondering why she can't be that very same color. But little dose she know, That she will grow into a beautiful rose. Red and proud. Without the pain of blue.
© 2012 Bell-lala |
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1 Review Added on October 4, 2012 Last Updated on October 4, 2012 AuthorBell-lalaAboutWell, I love to write poetry, although I really don't describe myself as a poet. I like to do it for fun ^-^ As long as I have my friends and family, than I'm the luckiest person alive! They all mean.. more..Writing
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