Shahid's Rose

More than a brother,
Similiar to physic, similiar to blood,
So much to say, dear Brother,
Starting with, you have a good heart.

Life's like a rose,
With petal soft, and lovely scent.
But somethings' beneath that fragrant rose,
The thorns, the poison, you can't defend.

Just hold on, hold on there please
I'll take away those sharp thorns,
Share the poison to bring you to ease,
And by time, soon, they are gone.

So, do not fear to live,
Life's not exempt from pain
So pick a rose, you may get hurt,
Everyone's here, to share your best words.