Her charm was like the beautiful red rose
Her beauty was akin to the thorns and green leaves
Her face blushed when she smiled like the red colour of the rose
Her cuteness overflowed like this fresh flower
Her beauty that she spreads like the fragrance of the rose
Strangely attracted the predator to her....
Like the rose that can shed it's petals..
Like the rose that can cause others to bleed with it's thorns
She tried hard to resist the oppressor
Finally she succeeds and grins like a dry rose that can outlive time and space
Remember like the thorns that can bleed anyone,
Her ink can be used to bleed you....!!