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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2004883
It's a poem about a poem of a rose which is compared to human emotions.
"Roses"

I clung to the faded walls with window panes,
I'm merely a green bud at this moment.
Lavish- my sister appears with no petals hidden,
I'm merely a green bud at this moment.
After few more days I'll no longer be a bud,
I'll spread my red wings and become an adult.
Our owner waters us every day and caresses my sister,
She says my sister is beautiful in front of her daughter.
Being a bud I'm despitefully jealous of her lustre,
People come and go but never forget to caress her.
I've opened my eyes and halfway to blossom,
I heard our owner said I look wholesome.
I saw my sister have started to degenerate,
Her petals corroded and her colour faded away.
Today I stand here as a full blossomed red Goddess,
And my rivals can nowhere compare my success.
I heard our owner's daughter said I looked beautiful,
She wants to throw my sister because she looks horrible.
I can see the lustful eyes with which people stare at me,
They crave to touch me and own me but that cannot be.
After a few days I get a little weak,
But I'm strong and this weakness cannot kill me.
Though it's my reign, I can see my new sisters grow,
I get scared to see my elder sister's corpse.
Next day our owner detached my sister without emotion,
And they buried her in a place which I didn't know.
My heart broke when I realized my petals aren't rigid anymore,
I'm dying and I can see my downfall.
Soon I'll be like my sister, I too shall die,
Hope my thorn protects me to see another sunrise.
Disappointed, I look at my sister,
She is merely a bud but I'm despitefully jealous.
Soon my sister will take my place,
She will rule here and curse my senescence.
I don't want her to see my pride cry,
Tomorrow shall be a day I die, I die.
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