Thorned
Under your vivid green leaves,
Lies a trap invisible to the eyes.
No one thought it as harmful,
Yet your flower is most beautiful.
Drawn to your beauty,
Picked you up hastily,
Forgot the thorns completely.
They cursed you for your stem so thorny,
And left you that easily.
For a man to deserve such beauty,
He must know your worth fully.
Patient enough to remove the thorns,
Gently takes off the mask you've worn.
To reveal a charming prickly flower,
That needs an honest, true lover.
April 3, 2020
10:50PM
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
100 Days || Poetry
Puisi2nd Place : The Pantheon Awards 2020 100 Days. 100 thoughts. 100 poems. Welcome to my newest collection of poems written based on what random things that comes into my mind. Be it pain, or happiness. Join me as I challenge myself to write from scra...
