Rose

Drench me in kindness, I asked.

Drowned me in malice, he did.

Enlighten me with wisdom, I pleaded.

Plucked at my petals like a child, he did.

Nourish me with love, I begged.

Fed me woe, he did.

Until one day

“Roses just aren’t for me”, he said. – S. Alaa

 

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