You remind me of the roses
Which were sweet but had thorns
Which were red and spread red
Pinched thorns and raised people horns
Yes!I'm using rose as a Metaphor
You gonna comprehend what I concur
About the red roses and black you
Roses and you just piece of spur
For me to remain numb in dusky place
So I never trusted ,never did things occur
You remind me of black shady cloud
That does rain and makes effective loud
But how rain and loud concern to you?
The way you rained was a way to proud
Yes! I'm using rain as a Metaphor
You rained but with a clown on face
Things were cool but you made them worse
Cause you wanted a departure on high pace
You remind me of the cool breeze
That blows and makes happy things freeze
Yes! I'm using cool breeze as a Metaphor
That freezes emotions and cools atmosphere
That makes people cold in after affects
So people never enjoy , never do things occur
You remind me of the spring season
People long for but have no reason
That lasts a little and make people happy
But in the end accuse people of treason
Yes! I'm using spring as a Metaphor
You came , lasted a while and went away
You made happy but I didn't know you won't stay
You made me cold hearted and forced to pray
For the wife that would bear me child
Wanted to wife you but you evaded in a day
😍😍😍owsm boy you just rocked and I am feeling proud that you are my son❤️ keep it up
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure, it's the beginning of the boom... 😉
ReplyDeleteProud of you ��
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