Black Rose
In the garden,
where e flowers bloom.
A beautiful rose,
its sweetness loom.
As I reach upon to admire its beauty,
little did I realise that I was bleeding.
With its thorns piercing through,
like a sting of a bee.
So sudden n cruel,
the pain went through me.
I realised it was no ordinary flower,
it was a black rose.
One that few would offer.
But I followed my feelings,
more than whats around me.
And to get that black rose,
is the only thing for me.
But with all the bees thats buzzing by,
and the long thorns piercing through.
this special rose would never be mine,
and my dreams of owning it will never come true.
Dedicated to Miss S.A. May you find the ONE.
NuZ
