A rose is like a secret
Crimson red outside lures you to peak in
to discover whats inside.
You must pluck each soft silky petal off.
Each petal is like a word.
Once all the petals are gone,
you find all that is inside is a center.
The secret has been heard.
A rose is like a secret.
Don't destroy the beauty.
Some things are better left unheard.
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Extended metaphor works and is true.
ReplyDeleteOne change: you find all that is inside is a center.
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YOu find only the center.
There is something perfectly complete about this poem.