Day by day nothing changes, but when you look back everything is different
I don't know for sure if a rose could grow like that, but a person certainly can. You can grow up alone in the cold and the dark, but still come through okay.
You manage, you survive. That's all that matters.
I love it, it's beautiful. I suppose the ultimate trait to need for a fulfilling life is what it took that rose to grow when nobody else believe in it.
And what a sight it would've been! Enough to brighten anyone's day. The persistence and courage speaks for itself. Good poem.
Empowering stuff there. Just lovely
Thank you, Rutaba!
Oh wow! You are a genius in the making, you know that?This is my story you have described out there. And the title? Brilliant to the core.
I am glad that I have somehow managed to pen down to your story, and to know someone who is that flower.
It is like life of those people try to crush, and by miracles that poor being survives somehowI love it momina! Excellent!
Yes, it did bloom, in the end. That's what matters.Thank you!
Lovely!!!! That bud had some self confidence eh?? :D :DBeautifully crafted poem!!!