Wednesday 4 April 2012

next stop -poetry !





                                                                   The Rose

A rose for the loved powers it does hold,
In it's petals soft and bold,
The rose, it's beauty, unconfined,
Branching out to bloom in mind.


Subtle heartbeats, blushing cheeks,

Pounding rhythms, nothing speaks,
Just the softness of the flower,
Mortal life, undying power.



Love and friendship, grief and pain,

Everything in our domain,
Summed up with a little seed,
That blooms to fill our silent need.



Graceful beauty, thorns of wrath,

Everything upon love's path,
Found inside a single bloom,
The sweetest smell of life's perfume. 



Desert Rose 2011





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