Once you were vibrant
Full of joy and love
Swaying in the wind
With the mastered grace you have
You seemed untouchable
Atleast to the likes of me
You a blood-red rose,
Could not be picked by someone like me

Eventually someone saw you
Captivated by your beauty
Came and picked you
Spellbound by fragrance
Decided to keep you
Kept as a treasure
Viewed by a few
Sadly it could...