The Black Pink Rose

In gardens where the shadows play,

Blooms a flower, both dark and grey.

Petals soft, but there"s a tale,

The black pink rose, where dreams might fail.

Be wary of the black pink rose,

A beauty dressed in shades that pose.

With edges dark like an endless night,

Touch it wrong, it sets alight.

Whispers say to tread with care,

Her perfume lingers in the air.

Mesmerizing, but fraught with sin,

In its embrace, there’s no way to win.

The black pink rose, a dangerous bloom,

Lurking softly, it spells your doom.

Stay in the light, don’t drift away,

From its thorns, better keep the fray.

Never speak more than the shadows say,

With every silence, find your way.

Fighting back could seal your fate,

In colors bright, lies a darker state.

Innocence lured by its grace,

The flames will rise, you’ll lose your place.

Petals conceal a heart so wild,

Beware the wrath of a fragile child.

The black pink rose, a dangerous bloom,

Lurking softly, it spells your doom.

Stay in the light, don’t drift away,

From its thorns, better keep the fray.

Look closer now, can you see the truth?

Beneath the charm, lies a troubling proof.

Stay cautious, a gift, yet a curse,

In its presence, the danger may immerse.

So here I stand, in shadows cast,

With the black pink rose, my caution amassed.

To live or leave, that path you"ll choose,

But never forget, you may just lose.

The black pink rose, where beauty lies,

And danger brews beneath the skies.