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Wild Rose
Contributed by
the_unknown
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Wednesday, 24th September 2014 @ 02:50:17 AM in AEST
Topic:
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My rose,
You are so beautiful
Perfect petals, elegantly placed
You've risen above the rest
With your face toward the sun
Soaking in her rays
You've kept yourself out of reach
And I've been too afraid to grasp
For you're protected by your thorns
I gaze from afar
Wondering how it might feel to be way up there
I imagine you get lonely, hiding behind your sharp walls
The air is fragrant with your sweet aroma
How much would I give to hold you close to me?
But I dare not pluck you from everything you've ever known
Because then you might wilt and die
I would have you but the life would be gone
And your life is so beautiful to me
I question myself,
Have you put her on a pedestal to keep her out of reach?
Have you belittled yourself and made yourself too small and insignificant?
Are you afraid to damage the relationship you have built, watching her grow and flourish from afar, nurturing her hoping she becomes everything she's meant to be?
Oh, my rose
How I wish to really call you mine
But you're wild and free
I'm your visitor, your friend
I can't protect you when I'm way down here
But i can do my best to ensure your survival
And show you how much you mean to me
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the_unknown
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2014-09-24 02:50:17]
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Re: Wild Rose
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by ladyfawn on
Wednesday, 24th September 2014 @ 05:06:43 AM AEST
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beautifully intriguing, your devotion is tangible...
hugs n' love nessa |
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Re: Wild Rose
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 24th September 2014 @ 03:37:24 PM AEST
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| Sometimes beauty can be isolating. People are intimidated to approach and sometimes vanity places too much emphasis on beauty on not enough on goodliness. The rose is a perfect symbol of this; Beauty protected by thorns, inviting to be touched whilst guarding from the same. |
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Re: Wild Rose
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 28th September 2014 @ 12:43:37 AM AEST
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A rose is still a rose by any other name
regret is a collision with indecisiveness
Or a storied collection of roses
never fully realized
I ruined, absolutely ruined my mothers
roses on wooded scaffolding attached
to the side of our house
Where
I'd throw the rubber ball against again and again
Hated the thorns never saw the beauty
Why roses why oh why...
You say rose is a beauty
Why do they not sell a deodorant
called rose
He smelled bad and rose from the smell
to come out smelling like a rose
pedal
Love is rose
Rose loved to play
Ring around the Rosie
Bush
People sell roses along
the street corners
The street corners a rosebush
A flower
where I lived once
Love is wild
like a rose is
some say
Sorry, I mean well
Is good enough to say
Or isn't
Is it
Is it
Rose, she might just say
cool breezy poem / sorry for the rant
Peace!
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