A Bleeding White Rose
A single white rose,
Hold much more poison rather than the beauty,
A sharp torn could harm you without any warnings,
Look at the leaves as it is bleeding out of love.
Being left alone without no chances of living,
It shall bloom more beautifully,
In life there is always sudden deaths and sudden love that blooms with no prevail.
a single red rose is no match for a white one,
But no white rose could survive if it starts bleeding out of love.