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Thorny Rose

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By Moharif YuliantoPublished 26 days ago 3 min read
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Thorny Rose
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(This poem tells the story of a rose, not from the perspective of a human admirer, but from the rose itself, exploring its duality of beauty and defense.)

In fertile soil, beneath the sun's embrace,

A seedling slumbered, yearning for its place.

No gentle rain, nor whispered morning breeze,

Could rouse the slumber, secrets held at ease.

But time, relentless, nudged it from its rest,

A tiny shoot, with purpose newly blessed.

It craved the light, the warmth that kissed the ground,

And upward climbed, a silent promise found.

The tender stem, a fragile, verdant thread,

Pushed through the earth, a journey to be tread.

Unfurling leaves, like emerald hands unfurled,

Reaching for sunlight, a story to be unfurled.

With patient growth, a bud began to swell,

A promise hidden, shrouded in a shell.

Green, smooth, and perfect, a vision yet unseen,

But whispers stirred, of what it might convene.

Within the bud, a crimson heart did beat,

A yearning beauty, bittersweet and sweet.

Petals yet folded, waiting to unfurl,

A fragrant secret waiting for the world.

Then, with a sigh, the bud began to part,

Unveiling layers, a masterpiece of art.

Soft velvet petals, the color of sunrise,

A crown of crimson, gracing the morning skies.

The world gasped, at the beauty newly born,

A perfect bloom, a fragrant, blushing morn.

Fragrance of roses, a sweet and heady scent,

A visual poem, a beauty Heaven-sent.

But amidst the splendor, a hidden truth was kept,

Beneath the velvet, secrets softly slept.

For thorns, like daggers, adorned the verdant stem,

A silent warning, a beauty's diadem.

The rose, awakened, surveyed its newfound reign,

A queen of flowers, on her thorny domain.

The sun caressed it, with warmth and gentle light,

But butterflies approached with cautious flight.

The buzzing bees, drawn by the fragrant call,

Landed upon the petals, careful not to fall.

They sipped the sweetness, the nectar rich and pure,

But kept their distance, respecting nature's lure.

The rose observed, this dance of give and take,

Her beauty offered, a life for life to make.

She nurtured bees, her fragrance filled the air,

But guarded fiercely, the secrets she did share.

For thorns were more than just a prickly shield,

They spoke of power, a strength that wouldn't yield.

They warned of danger, a fierce and hidden might,

A beauty guarded, bathed in morning's light.

The days grew warm, the sun climbed overhead,

The rose in full bloom, a fragrance freely shed.

But shadows lengthened, and a chill began to creep,

A gentle warning, secrets nature keeps.

The first frost kissed the petals, a touch of white,

A fleeting beauty, fading in the light.

The vibrant crimson yielded to a gentle hue,

A farewell symphony, in shades of morning dew.

The petals, once so vibrant, began to fall,

A graceful surrender, a beauty heeding nature's call.

The thorns remained, a skeletal embrace,

A final testament, to a life with fleeting grace.

But deep within the heart, beneath the fallen crown,

A hidden promise, waiting to be found.

A tiny bud, a whisper of rebirth,

The cycle continues, defying death's sharp teeth.

The thorny rose, a symbol understood,

Of beauty's power, and life's relentless flood.

A fragile bloom, with hidden strength untold,

A story whispered, in shades of white and gold.

For thorns and beauty, forever intertwined,

A paradox of nature, in a single mind.

The rose remembers, the cycle that unfolds,

A tale of strength and beauty, forever told.

And when the world sees, a rose in full embrace,

Let them remember, the thorns that interlace.

For beauty's not a weakness, but a fierce decree,

A thorny rose, forever strong and free.

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Moharif Yulianto

a freelance writer and thesis preparation in his country, youtube content creator, facebook

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran25 days ago

    This was so beautifully crafted! Loved your poem!

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