A Trimmed Rose Plant

I'm
Just a trimmed Rose plant
Just another thorny bush
And nothing more

All you see is the thorns
sometimes nothing
Just another thorny bush
And nothing more


Would you care another look
Just one look beneath the thorns?
In a desert between the crowds.
Just a thorny bush and nothing more.

A world way
Basking in the Loving looks
Cozily in the beautiful hair-locks
Loved up in the tender teenagers hands
Shining in the golden sun
It is a Beautiful world away.


The red liquid that dripped
The pain that followed
Were overshadowed by the awe
Was world away from being
Just the thorny bush

Waiting for the Bliss
Around the corner
Just another thorny bush
Just another thorny bush

M.