Joys of Joel

Prejudice by Joel F

Red roses are so inviting
The fiery color you can’t resist.

Thorns that might be hurting
The wound that bleeds as it persists.

Petals in yellow, pink or orange
Silent voices that sound so foreign.

Blindly believing that red roses
Are the only roses that exist.

Push to the limit like a wheelbarrow
Stop digging your past sorrows

Learn to roll with its wheels and lift it
Move forward and walk with it.

Live life and love every minute
Let the flowers bloom and never limit

Fill it with seeds of love and hope.
Grasp the handle and learn to cope.

Put in the soil with dirt and laughter.
Soon you will reap all its fruits thereafter

Cultivate the roots and water your flowers
The seeds of your thoughts will be its showers.

One is never truly lost

Every road
leads somewhere

Even a blind alley
may lead you to a stairway
or a path undiscovered

As long as you keep moving,
you’ll later see
that a road
is about to be discovered

and a lesson is about to be learned.

Friend
Lover
Admirer
Martyr
Enemy
Stalker

When flames of love engulfed me
I am all of them.

Daily Prompt: Flames