Open Poetry #39 |
Jealous Among The Thorns |
trutodaraiders Senior Member
since 2006-12-02
Posts 820CA |
How could such beauty, Grow amid such pain, And prosper as if the branches, Did not contribute in it's fame. The answer must be jealousy, Perhaps the vines feel they are scorned, So to answer the flower's beauty, It surrounds the rose with thorns. Unnoticed are the branches, For the rose is so arrayed, It commands all the attention, from everyone who comes it's way. And when the rose is finally gone, Even then no one cares, That the branches are still living, It's as though, they are not there. Poetry is just the evidence of life. |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
ah very nicely penned my sweet Bill.. RDB |
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trutodaraiders Senior Member
since 2006-12-02
Posts 820CA |
Weee ha I got a comment on this 1. Im sooo glad that you are back lol *hugs* |
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