Black Rose

The Black Rose
By Ash Hamed

Why do we love flowers?
Is it because they represent love, hope, and emotion?
I believe that each flower should be cherished, like a person.
For example, the black rose

The stem represents her body
Prickly on the outside, but the same as every other flower on the inside
The stem shows how mighty or how fragile it can be
If you prick yourself on one, it hurts, but you still can move on in life
Every stem is different, small, medium, and large
Each one more special than the last

The black petals represent uniqueness, like a face
Each petal has a different pattern, and each one is more unique than the last

Her petals, her stem, her beauty

Why do I chose a black rose, than any other colored rose….
I like my flower with some spunk, catches others eye and make them jealous
I want to be proud, and honored to be near this rose, to think of it as my friend
Or maybe something even more

When will I find my black rose?
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe next week
Maybe next year
Maybe never

But never to take a chance to get this rose, is a life not worth living

Prick me once, I will go
Prick me twice, I will move on
Prick me thrice, Your mine