Your like a rose beautiful
yet hurtful with your thorns
that catch on my skin
and on my heart.
So pure and delicate above
but underneath your
dark and evil, never showing
always hiding, being a secret
why are you dark and beautiful?
You say you want me even through pain
only when I see you, you show me nothing
I don't know if I can live without you
I can if I choose to try.
But is it true you love me?
You tell me I'm beautiful
and that you want forever.
You haven't said you love me
and turn when I meet
your pure blues eyes.
I don't understand anymore?
are you my death?
or a dark and beautiful rose?
When will I see the end?
When will you tell me everything is okay?
when will we be okay?
My beautiful and delicate rose
so pure and gentle.
But only on the outside.
Dark and Beautiful you will be
till your petals wilt.
Dark and Beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That was beautiful. It really painted a picture in my head that I just loved. Thank you.