Roses and Thorns
I’m a butterfly circling around over a colorful tapestry.
The sea of beautiful flowers
like tidal waves
under my flipping wings.
I could smell splendid aroma in the breeze.
The sun’s shining on those waving petals
I land on a pretty tea rose
my red rose,
somehow you attracts me
I’m adored by your red beauty
I fall in love with you immediately,
that hurt me a great deal.
it really stings
my dream is shattered
my heart is bleeding
my fragile wings are punctured.
I can fly no more to the blue sky.
Now I know inside every beauty,
there always is a hidden thorn,
that would strike me unexpectedly anytime .
I understand there’re both joy n’ sorrow,
pleasure n’ suffering
in every drop
I hold my wound
It’s very painful
However, neither would I regret
nor would I blame you
for my fall
Thao Chuong Tran Quoc Viet