Amidst the rubble of earthly stubble...
of stones and dirt that'll squeeze life double...
A rose had took the trouble to burrough through...
Everything beautiful is wrought with struggle...
If she hadn't been all alone, she'll only be half as amazing...
The hazing of the blazing sun, shaping her strength through all it's harshness...
Wrenching the tears of toiling dew droplets saving herself for darkness...
Hiding herself to cry...wishing inside to die in tha fight...
Only to smile, hiding her trials in an elegant style when brought to light...
Never once did she forget that she received everything she needed...
water and nutriant soil to feed, and a crack through the rock she superceded...
The ill placing of her seed seemed strategic...
Like God had a message for the world...
The beautiful rose is a beautiful girl...
Who has gone against the grain her whole life...
Only to find that she has been defined just the same,
Blossoming...a treasure to any man's sight...
And so I picked you, but not for a vase...
where you'll die alone...aging your beautiful face...
But to plant you roots and all, you become perfected...
To show yourself, each year growing more and more
respected...
to a gardener a rose is a symbol of affection...
And you are a passionate reflection....


Muslim and Muslim child

that was awesome...great drop felt the real emotion

Only to smile, hiding her trials in an elegant style when brought to light...

nice dun,cheered me up some

to a gardener a rose is a symbol of affection...
And you are a passionate reflection....

thats just ill..no doubt.
whoever you writing this shit for ,you must be really into her nahmean haha,im jus playin,shits beautiful.keep it goin lines you some mad ill talent transforming emotion like tha tinto words,not alot of cats get it close,you get it on point nahmena.
bismillah ir rahmaan ir raheem

Uppin for hits....

This joint was hella poetic... it was nice yo. Reminded me of Tupac's, "The Rose That Grew From Concrete". Shit was nice kid... i'm uppin'!

Thanx Enigmatic...Lots of Love

Good deep shit...

If she hadn't been all alone, she'll only be half as amazing...
The hazing of the blazing sun, shaping her strength through all it's harshness...
Wrenching the tears of toiling dew droplets saving herself for darkness...
Hiding herself to cry...wishing inside to die in tha fight...

Woah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! , , , , , deep drop dawg , came from tha heart...........