Roses and ThornsA Poem by Hercules94Sometimes, lost in the beauty of roses, we often forget about thorns they bring with them
Met a demon from another world,
Scared enough to shatter I was, He approached me very slowly, He shook my hands real jolly; He asked me if I was doing all right and chillin' And must have noticed the colour of my skin "Don't worry dear, I'm you friend," he said, Slowly patting on my head; I noticed a warmth in his hands, Found in mother's touch or hot sands, I found a home in demons fingers, I found life in those those red eyes; That boney face, those skinny feet, Those wet hair, those black teeth, Those shiny black lips and feathers without talons; All felt more humane than all humans, He asked if I was happy in here, Happy among those greedy human stares, I spoke the truth and told him that I was not, He quickly hugged me, his chest was extremely hot; I looked at him, asked who he was? He smiled and gave me a beautiful red rose, I took the rose and asked him what it was for, To kill anyone who hurts me, he told; Take out a petal, thinking about them And I will take them with me to hell, But he didn't tell me, accepting it all, I had secretly traded my soul; It's been so long I can't remember, So long since I came to Nether, I spend all day looking at them, People I killed, stabbing me with rose's stem; © 2020 Hercules94Reviews
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3 Reviews Added on April 19, 2020 Last Updated on April 19, 2020 Tags: Political, capitalism, beauty, repayment AuthorHercules94IndiaAboutEverytime I start writing, I somehow turn a cute love story into a tragedy more..Writing
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