Roses
The roses tell a story
of a life wasted in vanity,
their short-lived reality,
turned into our crude fantasy.
In this era of gullibility,
beauty beats personality,
photoshop beats artistry
and googling "love quotes" beats true authentic poetry.
The roses tell a story,
and if we heed to their words
our life, like theirs
will end soon
in all eventuality.
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