Look at me, I'm black but has a beauty that stays intact.
Be it sun or rain, nothing affects my paint.
Many may consider me as a symbol of dark,
though very few accept me and leave a beautiful remark.
I'm that flower who's rare to find,
but appreciated by few of a kind.
However, with the name of a black rose I'm known,
and these are my words that have been 'unknown' .