Rose, Rose - Poem by Medusa Waves
Once upon a time a child was born,
A girl-so shy-with flowers adorned
Named as the Rose, to match her red lips
Destined to be loved, with goddess like hips
Rose, Rose- the world would call her
Rose, Rose- the ocean’s waves would slur
Such a girl was destined for happiness
Such a girl filled with radiant holiness
Yet, life has a way of showing the truth
Her life changed as she stepped out of youth
Rose wasn’t happy. Not always as she was said to be
Rose didn’t understand the body she was given to be
She was blessed, of course, by the admiration of many males
Yet beneath her, unfolding like a flower-slowly- a hidden ail
The site of a fair goddess, she was to Rose, by the name of May
Made her question her own being, question the birth of her day
Crying from nights to days, her heart ached for the fair May.
With rage and yearning she cut her golden locks away.
In shock, her family turned away, hiding their eyes from site
No longer did they know the Rose they gave the world and light
And Rose heartbroken, fled from their life. Hoping May would love her now.
Rose, Rose, who know one knows
Rose, Rose, who fled with the wind that blows
A girl-so shy-destined for love,
Yet, love was not in her stars above
Rose, Rose, who lays with Earth
Never attained her love promised since birth.
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