30 day poetry challenge, day 3

This post is a little late, sorry about that, I wrote the poem quite late and couldn’t be bothered to post it.

Is the red rose all it is said to be?

Confusion, despair, exasperation,

Are my thoughts pure, right, correct, thinkable,

or are my thoughts wrong and despicable,

To be shunned, impure abominations?

Is the red rose all it is said to be?

A fragile blossom to be protected,

Loved and desired, pruned and coveted,

A possession cast aside, never free?

Even the finest roses have sharp thorns,

And even the fiercest beasts have hearts torn,

And if left alone, both will grow and bloom.

I want a world where it wouldn’t matter,

Rose and beast would coexist for the better,

But alas, my hope is all but in tomb.

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