Betrayal

Beautiful rose I saw

So enchanting and raw

Blooming in the garden of faith

Without any misery nor wrath

Heavenly dewdrops glistening

On the petals in the morning

It whooped with joy

In the dazzling light from the sky

Its sweet fragrance

Has left he beings in trance

The beautiful roses with its art

Has stolen my precious heart

I, stunned by its smile

Have fallen for its deceitful wile

The beauty which I had adorned

Is now left for me to scorn

The awkward prickly thorn

Has left my heart torn

My blood though is washed by rain

But I’m never parted from the pain.