Adonis Richards
1 min readAug 17, 2019


This rose

This rose has nothing but thorns left

All of it’s petals have been picked off

Pilfered by those mesmerized by its beauty

Not intrigued by the inner workings of this masterpiece

The interface and putter aesthetics enticed people to this rose.

But they never looked deep into its soul

So now when curious beings draw close

It’s thorns sharpen and. Stretch

Digging deep into their skin

Deflecting them from its gaze

This rose has lost its petals

And in turn has focused on its thorns.

No more allowing those that only with to pluck this rose to steal the beauty within its heart


This rose, as red and vibrant and radiant as it was

Has lost its petals