Think of a rose…
You see its beauty; you see how others react to it.
You know the meaning it represents and you know the worth people give it
So, whenever someone receives a rose, the thorns usually gets cut just enough for the receiver to hold the flower, just enough for them to ignore the thorns and admire the rose
But the thing is, the thorns are part of the rose and always will be. We cannot change that.
Cut it and it will just grow back, maybe more, maybe less, who knows…?
Sometimes we admire the rose so much that we overlook its thorns, we overlook what hurts us because we find the beauty of the rose to be so enchanting
A refined poetic imagination, Renee Maritz. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not a poem. Saying a piece of writing is 'Free Verse' does not make it so. The idea is sound. The concepts are confused. The rose is part of a push, as are the thorns, the thorns are not part of the rose. That concept alone makes the thinking behind the piece of writing muddled. You are far better than this. Take it down and rework it. - But the thing is - for example - totally superfluous phrase. Go look at the next rose bush you see and think again.