Page 18 - The Muse 2019-20 Issue

Beauty’s Misdirection from Love’s Flower
I can be very tall or very short It depends on my legs
I am always growing until
I bloom into an adult
I am chosen by one and
Get to show off
Trotting and jumping all around
I am here to show how beauty unites I am here to make life nice
Come here and witness my power
Some see me as beautiful
I dance around in my stunning red dress
Only to bring a crowd
My pretty red blouse makes me prominent
I only do pirouettes
My dress is an eye, if seen from the top
With the pupil in the middle
Circles and Circles of My Red Attraction
My petal
So soft
They just make you want this
My hands have green gloves
All sophisticated
Full of patterns
My dress and gloves
Show my charm
They make you forget
Who I really am!
For my legs
ROUGH,
But do not hurt
Feeling roughness all around
Prick!
What happened!
From such soft petals that remind you of a cozy blanket
To a knife, a dagger unforgettably strong
So sharp
Makes you cry
Huh?
Yes I backstabbed you
I waited until you fell into my charm And took out my knife
Stabbing you
Till you cry and cry
It seems if I was so charming Attractive
But so very strict at HEART
It is good if you take me positive
And see my attractive dress
Full of Luring and Charm
But beware of the thorns that come... They call me the flower of love
The ENCHANTED ROSE
So soft on the outside
But so rough as you accustomed to the Softness
So rough as I stab you with my thorn My dress so powerful
You fell into the hypnotism
Of the Circle of Doom
Well, all I do is tell the truth
Learn how tough struggle is with my Thorns
But see my beauty on the outside
I attract you with my beauty,
But THEN PINCH you
Remember
Obstinate
Scorning
Egregious Person
Learn your LESSON
FOOL!
-Neelesh Pandey, Grade 7
Blue Ribbon
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