Rare Rose

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Like a rose,

I grow for all to see.

Sending out the sweetest fumes so that my inner honey draws you all like bees.. 

But through beauty comes pain, 

So pick from me one at a time,  so through the years our love will remain. 

My armour of thorns draws blood so that only the greedy will retreat from the pain.

Only few can hold me,  I grow in the rarest of places , at times,  so that all will know me. 

A rose of layered petals that hold my soul to everything. 

May I bloom in your mind and bring light to your days.

May I be your gift from the heart to some one you can’t hate. 

My words can never fade , like heavy ink on the depth of thread homemade.

Be gentle world, 

Be sweet love, 

Be truthful mind .

Peace & Love Always

By: J . PETERS 🌹

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Nonchalant

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People wonder why others opinions of me doesn’t really matter .
Good or bad,
They ask me how ?
I would say I’m just really secure in who I am, but truth is
I am my own worse critic.
There is nothing you can say to me that I haven’t already said to myself.
Good and bad…
I like to say I surprise myself everyday,
Saying things others only choose to think.
My value is what I make it,
My worth is what I tolerate.
I am me, that’s all I choose to be
For now.
Peace & Love Always
Jasmine…aka BBFLY

Soul Searching…

Dear Maya Angelou (my muse),
I do, now, know why the caged bird sings…
To be heard,
To be seen,
To soothe others,
To express self,
To remain sane,
To soothe pain,
To sing…
Just to sing….
But over all
To be FREED…
Sometimes its better to make the best of a bad situation, than to let all of the negativity consume you and change you into what you detest.
Change is inevitable, work hard to remove yourself from a negative situation.

by jasmine aka beyond all eyes