The Beast's Rose
H.Sanbika is medically oriented by degree though she's not practicing it currently, Her passion on scribbling thoughts dragged her here.
“O, to be sure, we laugh less and play less and wear uncomfortable disguises like adults, but beneath the costume is the child we always are, whose needs are simple, whose daily life is still best described by fairy tales.”
― Leo Rosten
The Beast's Rose
We were in that place
Strangers on each face
We were so afraid
So we back down laid
I have my bunch of reason
You have your very own
I detest you at first
What a repulsive attitude
Unnerved by your anger
Such volcanic temper
You were so rude
What an irritable mood
You then became caring
Sweet as much as loving
You're so very gentle
Like wind on feathery whisper
Soon I finally grasp
Who's hiding behind your mask
A very helpless child
Who needed to be loved
But you're so much unsure
'Cause there's no open door
They treated you unkind
How could they be so blind?
I need somebody's help
Your hands, to me you lend
I needed to cry out
And you said, "It's alright"
My heart went out for you
They wanted to take you
I pleaded them not to
Because I love you so
They ignored my very plea
Why can't they let you be?
You may a hideous beast
To me you are the best
Tears fell down my eyes
Your body stiff like ice
I cuddled you so close
Don't ever let you lose
But destiny has its plan
For Lay there was a man
He took me by the hand
And lead my heart to bounce
All along it's meant
Beauty and the Beast
“There is the great lesson of 'Beauty and the Beast,' that a thing must be loved before it is lovable.”
― G.K. Chesterton
© 2017 Himeko Sanbika