Warrior

Hidden under a bed of thorns, was a million dollar rose.

As gracious as it was, there were a lot of unveiled emotions untold.

Forsaken from the world, it was to suffer on its own.

It was the unseen queen of the inhumane world.

No being could possibly hunt it nor hurt it.

As every thorn was its knight on the moonless nights.

The pricking thorns does more harm than unworthy swords.
For
It is yet to wield the strongest weapon of them all.

Author's Note

Either it be grammer or sentence structure, please let me know if there's any room for improvement.