29 decembrie 2010

Desires



Just like a rose… you love it yet u can’t touch it. So beautiful
don’t you think? Not being able to have it just makes you want it more.
You want it so much that you will hold it even if it carves wounds
in your palms… but then… there are times when the pain is 
unbearable and you got to let go… or times when you see it taken by 
another that got gloves, right from under your nose. 

But thinking about the rose itself… why does it have such
strong thorns? Is it because he is afraid of being hurt so he prefers to hurt
anyone that tries to get close for its own protection… is he so afraid that he’ll
do that? Or is it that despite the fragile appearance, the rose is actually
very strong? But then it could be that behind the strong thorns there is 
actually a weak existence that could be easily crushed … 

Those thorns… maybe he didn’t want them… maybe they are a
curse to keep away all humans... to make him feel alone… he gets admiration,
respect and stands tall… but still he is lonely, never getting the affection
he desires. 

Pitiful rose.

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