An (Orange) Rose By Any Other Name
Smells sweet...but it has its thorns
My brown skin may shimmer in the sun
But my aura is orange
Burnt orange to be exact
I emit ambition and drive
How I approach every task with devotion and zeal
Giving it my all because my perseverance won't let me give up
And just like orange there is so much more to me than meets the eye
I am multifaceted
I am more than just the the color you see on the outside
Peel back my exterior
And dive deep into the creativity inside
Let the waves of my many shades help you wade in my presence
But pay attention
For the hue you see determines what mood you see
From my most muted of Mandarins
To the brightest, brilliant Blaze
Look
I can be as sweet as a Satsuma to anyone around
No matter how they identify
But go ahead...keep biting me if you want
Don't be surprised if you get a taste of something sour in return
I'm not perfect and I know it
There's no need for me to front
I only put on airs because I love my Nikes
So yes, I mess up
But I commend myself for learning from my mistakes
I fail harder to go farther
Put me under pressure and all you get is that juice
That drip
That flava
I guess I'm kind of dope or whatever
Originality is seeping out of me
But that's not all you can squeeze out of me
I pack a more positive punch than the number of protons in existence
I am an orange rose
Exuberantly exuding neon effervescence
Like
If "good vibes only" were a person
Brighter than the sun
"When I close my eyes and see you in my mind, you literally have a golden glow around your face"...type of energy
Because of this
I expect the field around me to be nourished by what the pollinators take away from me and put into the atmosphere
I want to see all of the seeds of wisdom I have sown
May they produce life and an ethereal essence
You know the Orange tree by the fruit it bears
I will continue to grow and produce no matter if other trees give shade
Trying to block my access to the sun, growth, and life
I've learned to retain my water and store my light
So that I can grow even in a drought or during polar night
Still pushing forth branches protruding from my core
I work with the wind to send out songs of awe and reverence
I continue to press forward in the midst of adversity
Acid rain can’t bother me
I filter that out and continue on to water those in need
I'll let my faithfulness speak for itself though
Because I'm loyal to a fault
My ride or dieness is not up for debate
For I know how firm my roots can be planted
Just don't bark up the wrong tree
I'm used to being the only Orange tree in a field of full of Maples
I know I can be awkward
So I know how to stand alone
See, orange is not often a favorite
But even a rainbow would be incomplete without it
I know I don't quite fit in but I'm needed
I'm destined to be different
And it is not one of these things that makes me stand out in a crowd
For if any of these stood alone I wouldn't see that as a big difference
Thus, that wouldn't point out the proper perspective of my personhood
But...it is the totality of these characteristics that defines my existence
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