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That perfect rose

There is a time and place for a perfect rose
Natures perfect beauty with an elegant pose
Standing high and dry with various colours
Giving out freely exotic odours
Which are adorable to the nose!

And here is how the story goes
That perfect rose has its cons and pros
White rose, pink rose, red rose, yellow rose
A hundred species of beauty and fragrance
Change the World of moods between highs and lows

A rose of beauty
A rose of meaning
A rose of love
A rose of passion and romance
A rose with prickles that tickles

That perfect rose
Can bring you out of your woes
So in the summer bring out your hose
While we wear the scent on our clothes
And with this special rose I propose
As I dare you right now to oppose

Copyright 2013 Sylvia Lovina Chidi
Sylvia Chidi

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White Rose (version II)

Pure, vulnerable, adored as it used to be,
Where sweet fragrance rushing to meet by a bee
White rose covered with insects and grin,
Where leaves had fade, petals turn to a twain

White rose what misery had happen?
Your sweet fragrance lost as it was been
White rose get up, run away from that place
Let not yourself be covered with disgrace

White rose in the garden wanted to insist,
To plea the freedom that was rarely exist
White rose continue the journey of onward,
Let not the past will lead you backward

White rose in the garden get up and shine,
Embraced the light of the shinning sunshine
White rose don't try to waste your time
Searching, waiting for nothing every time

White rose can't you see? your life is short
Your useless; soon to be fade and no worth
White rose in the garden don't try to incline,
In your fate that ruled and already in line

White rose in the garden be satisfied,
You're not certified; yet glorified
White rose in the garden its time to be back
In thy home that you can't say you lack

White rose in the garden open your eyes,
And see your shameful deeds as cold as ice
White rose remember how it used to be
In pure, vulnerable, adored garden with the bee
Ellen Mendez

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A Song Of Roses

'Tis time to sing of roses: of roses all ablow,
To every vagrant passing breeze they dip a courtesy low,
'Tis time to sing of roses! for June is here, you know.

One song for true love's roses of sweetest deepest red,
Some heart will wear you faithfully when life itself hath fled,
And for the white rose sing a song--the white rose for the dead.

And ah! the yellow roses, of brightest, lightest gold,
King Midas must have touched their leaves in mystic days of old,
Or they were made of sunshine, and gilded, fold by fold.

And the roadside rose, sweet-briar, we would remember thee
And the cinnamon rose that evermore enthralls each passing bee,
You old, old-fashioned roses, a-growing wild and free.

'Tis time to sing of roses! of roses all ablow!
They come again, as sweet, my dear, as those of long ago.
'Tis time to sing of roses! for June is here you know.
Virna Sheard

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Rise up black woman and you all of other colours
Rise up and grab your fallen baton
Passed down from the hand of heroines past
Rise up from the grave Amina Zazzau
Thelioness who hunted for lions to eat
Rise up lest her exploits be forgotten
Rise up to sheer bravery of Aba women
Whose nudity deadened men’s manhood
And broke the chains and shackles of injustice
Rise up to the gallantry of the Dahomey women
Whose fists waded off mighty warriors
And secured a kingdom and its men
Rise up in the spirit of Pupupu
She who was first to ascend a throne
And berthed the Ondo kingdom
Rise upin the spirit of Efunroye Tinubu
A lone voice that drowned the voices of million of men
Whose wealth fuelled the economy of Egba nation
Rise up in the power of Moremi
The woman who dared what men feared
To unravel the liberated her people
Rise up in the spirit of Funmilayo Kuti
The tigress who retreated before nobody
Rise up in the spirit of Sawaba
The nanny goat that played host in lion’s den
Rise up girls and women
From your kitchens, markets, stalls and offices
Rise that the dreams of heroines past
shall not be in vain
ifedayo oshin

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