I growed up as a bud,
In your fresh green stem,
With protective thorns,
The bud bloomed as a flower.

Suddenly cutted off from the stem,
To live in someone's hair,
Happy and made justice as a flower,
Later,at the end of the day,

Tears were non stop as I cried,
Soon lost wetness in my petals,it dried.
Fell down to the ground,
As I'm crushed by the leg,the hair's owner,
Dried petals were minute pieces.

Served as a manure for another plant,
But this time it was a lilli,
Dare to touch it,you'll welcome by hell,
If you don't wanna drown to death,
Don't do the same like you did to rose.

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In this poem rose is a refered as a girl and stem is her parent. Someone's hair is society or partner(not all . Only those who doesn't value women).

Served as manure : is refered to you to prevent others from what you have gone through.