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