My Secret Rose Garden

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My Secret Rose Garden

My Secret Rose Garden

I am timid and an introvert
I don’t have any tattoos
Nevertheless, memories are engravings on my mind
I let the wind carry me like a small leaf
Not caring about the circumstances that might happen
Sometimes, my soul’s pain perturbs my secret rose garden
I might be bizarre since I wear only dresses
Daydreaming most of the time
Whilst surrounded by bouquets of tuberoses, jasmines and crimson roses
Uncertain is my future life
Fragile like a tiny crystal flower
Listening to a Chopin’s Prelude
While the darkness embraces me and I lay languidly on my bed
Thinking and dreaming
Love is a delightful pain that bewilders my soul
And the more I love, the more I desire to love.
Esther Racah

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ifra
ifra
1 year ago

nice,well done…..