She’s the only rose inside afield of thorns

she’s rough around the edges

between a million and one thorns

she learned it hard to look

and never speak your mind

a prisoner of her own world

her heart always close to collapse

too fragile but not too fragile

when it comes to give everything you have

she was born to give her heart

even if it means death or never seeing the light

I’m ready just tell me when

my heart is already at the edge of the broken realm

Im stronger than all the gods combined

have you ever seen a rose made from pining

she smiles at you and your world is already hers

before you can even think your conception changes

to a being who breathes to love only her

but don’t you follow too deep

you might not know your way back

because one day you might wake up

to never smelling the scent of roses again

white summers and dark winters

when you get bored with your eyes

just close them and look at your self

from somebody's eyes

you will look different every single day

but all I want is to see myself whole again

in the name of sunsets and beaches

hands intertwined I look at you but all I see

is a shadow of my desires, ready to give its place


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Don Matthews

Sat 21st Jul 2018 02:07

See racha, even Phillip makes typo's so don't wurry yourself

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racha chafik

Sat 21st Jul 2018 00:05

thanks big sal

Big Sal

Fri 20th Jul 2018 23:31

"Too fragile but not too fragile" - excellent line to an equally excellent piece.?

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racha chafik

Sun 15th Jul 2018 15:48

thank you philip for liking my peom really

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Phillip Kelly

Sun 15th Jul 2018 15:24

A truly remarkably puece of metaphorical imagery....... Love this poem....... The repetition of " she" and references to a rose... The juxtaposition of black and white.... Seeing and blindness..... Wow

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racha chafik

Sat 14th Jul 2018 14:12

Thank you so much Keith

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keith jeffries

Sat 14th Jul 2018 09:41

This poem is exceptional. It is spoken by the heart with clarity and honesty. Well done. I look forward to reading more of your work.
Thank you

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racha chafik

Fri 13th Jul 2018 13:19

I don't mind I'm really glad someone took the time to read and correct my poem really thank you

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Don Matthews

Fri 13th Jul 2018 04:44

Hey Racha,

You say English is your third language. Don't matter. We're all here to help.

I'm well-skooled in the art of mistake-pickupping so you can take my werd as gospel.

OK - let's go

3rd line thorns not thorn?
But don't you follow too (not to) deep
Somebody's eyes (eyes belonging to somebody)
4th line from bottom - All I want...

Don't worry. We all make typos. We all make mistakes. We're all here to help

Don ?

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