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Best Poems About / On ROSE
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The Rose
Every rose has its thorns
A beautiful flower with a bothersome mark
So what seems to be flawless
Is really quite stark.
A rose doesn't know it has thorns
And doesn't know the pain it causes each day
But how do you tell a rose that it has thorns?
Because it won't hear what you say.
A rose is a beautiful flower
And it draws us in near
But if one gets too close
They may soon shed a tear.
The rose seems to be perfect
Because of its beauty and smell
But the thorns of the rose
Leave many to quell.
The allure of the rose
Can be quite misleading
For the thorns of the rose
Can leave us all bleeding.
A rose's thorns can be cut
But the scars will remain
They cannot be forgotten
For they created much pain.
Antonio Dias
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Love Song of Rasheed the Mad Cap
Praise to thee great Allah,
For carving my beloved
Pure as the sand of Mecca,
Rarer than the rose rarest.
But Allah,
Why you make her princess
Beyond reach of servant Rasheed?
The suitors are at the palace gate
Hankering after my love-bird.
Her father the Khaleef
Hath proclaimed-
Let eet bee
Who touches the rose tree
The one she marree.
How great you are Allah,
The fat prince of Persia
Fed on lard is passing
Touching not the rose tree.
Hurray Bismillah,
The Nawab of Nokredeet
Has his eyes on the balcony
His hands on the box he carree,
He touches not the rose tree.
Marches Ahmed, prince of 7 palaces
Missing the rose tree
By an isle & 14 torches,
O merciful father of horses.
& Zanab Tak-i-Wauk
Takes his walk
Right past the rose tree
O lover of the love famished
With each suitor passing
Touching not the rose tree,
My beloved blushes
Hoping it will be mee,
Guide me then
With hands of strategee,
To the rose tree the rose tree.
G. S. Sharat Chandra
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Rose
Spring, the rose turns golden.
Summer, the rose turns scarlet.
Fall, the rose turns ashen.
Winter, the rose turns ebony.
The roses beauty is stunning
in spring and summer.
The rose is dismal
when fall and winter come.
The rose never lives long.
It turns from a tender-hearted color
into an unfriendly color.
We want the rose to remain,
but when the final rose of fall
turns black,
love will never come back.
Genevieve Lilith Vesta
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''The Rose''
The unravel beauty and mysticism of rose
shows how elegantly
rose touch our lives,
with their
vibrant colors and tender petals.
With todays fast-paced life-style,
the presence of one single rose
trigger happy emotion.
Rose, heighten the feeling of life satisfaction
and
affect relationship in positive manner.
Everyone smile upon
receiving flowers,
as these demonstrate
extraordinary delight and happiness.
Roses, an immediate impact on happiness.
Roses, the best medium to convey and
express your feeling
Roses, make intimate connection.
Roses, as its presence
increase the contact with friends and loved ones.
Roses are close to my HEART.
seemakhera (Aanamika 805)
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