Little Rose

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is about minor decisions that we face in our life about our happiness . What we see , what we love , what we want. Should we keep it with us for our own happiness . What if it doesn't want that. Can we be so selfish to take away it's happiness for ours?

Submitted: September 26, 2019

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Submitted: September 26, 2019



Little Rose on the side

Of a mountain

Fills my heart with joy l

Like a fountain

But I can't get it for

The mountains too steep

Still the look on

It's face's too meek

My face goes down for

My failure

And I think about

Success isn't it 

Like a chandelier 

When you get it new 

It's so good

And get it again

It's like your food

Keep it quiet it'll stay 


Boast too much and it'll

Fall on the 


My failure was it's success

And I look at it 

With more depth

Life - it had

Its death - was in my hand

I could throw a rock at

It and end it

But would it be fit

And now I looked inside me

For what I wanted

Desires had his these wants

And I felt life in it

I felt happy in failure

Clamness in the air 

If I had took it

It would have had worn

But now I could see it 

At the rise of every sun









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