Vera Sidhwa

Once I Asked A Rose - Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Once I Asked a Rose

Once I asked a rose,
How it felt to be so beautiful,
And still have thorns.

The rose answered,
Since I have thorns,
People won't pluck me.

I answered that people,
Will still pluck you.
It answered they might but with great difficulty.

I asked the rose,
Do you like that?
It said I like it because I'm too wanted.

Topic(s) of this poem: treasure island

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 17, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 17, 2015

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