What color am I? Am I red, pink, white, oh wait I am black...
Black is the color of many dark secret places and or ideas, which we may never want to enter...
So why do I feel like I am a black rose? Do I have secrets hidden so deep that no one can even sense them?
I wish I were a red and or a white rose. Those two colors can mean many of things but what you find the most is that of marriage...
Red is the color of love and white is the color in which we use mostly for a wedding. I want my darkness to turn to light. With my color of a rose may the light bring out a marriage...
I am a rose of many colors which one are you? ? ?
i am not a rose because rose is used to signify a girl or a woman but rest assured that I am not a thorn... nice write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.' Your bouquet is multi-colored. Life is a combination of light and darkness, joy and sorrow, happiness and suffering. May you have the white rose in life that you desire. Great poem! Keep on writing!