it is dolour
that brutally obliterated
the girl i used to be
ideally
as the rose picked
to represent love
often cherished in bouqets
placed in adversity
for only thorns to remain
i was
confined to a tower
imagining all the beauty
this world contained
labeled insane
by ordinary folk
who never could see
the roses growing
through the cracks
surrounding me
The Secret
Ekta Somera
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Poem topics: beauty, girl, never, rose, world, tower, remain, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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