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  297.     

Where Are Your Roses

Tell me friends, where are your roses?

A blooming rose pricks me with its horn andI let a cry sweet,
”Oh rose I love you”.
In this garden of pests and reptiles
Who grows this rose of just one thorn?
That is born to prick me alone?

Never do I get an answer
But the gardener throws a smile at me.
He thinks that I love this rose.
An idea springs off at last and
An answer redeems me at times.
There is no rose without a thorn.

Tell me friends, where are your roses?
 
M.D Dinesh Nair

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  298.     

Song Iii

UNDER THE ROSE.


In these June bowers not all in vain
I tell the secret of my woes,
For sweeter seems my murmured pain
Beneath the rose, beneath the rose.
I tell of love by Time bereft,
Of beauty that discrownλd goes,
And dare to weep the cruel theft
Beneath the rose, beneath the rose.
And moaning over hope that dies,
And love that like a beggar shows,
Still balmy grow my very sighs
Beneath the rose, beneath the rose.
 
Emily Pfeiffer

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  299.     

Ten Roses

For every tear you cry,
I cry a hundred thousand more,

I'll give you ten roses,
For everything you're fighting for.

The first will be a red rose,
For courage and for health,

The second a bright yellow rose,
For gaining all life's wealth,

The third will be a soft pink rose,
So you may be happy in love,

The fourth will be a white rose,
Brought by a turtledove,

The fifth will be an orange rose,
To give you back your fire,

The sixth will be a deep pink rose,
So you may have what you desire,

The seventh will be a coral rose,
To gain you many friends,

The eighth will be a purple rose,
To guide you through life's bends,

The ninth will be a pale yellow rose,
To give you hope to try,

The tenth will be a black rose,
So you can mourn me when I die.

I have to leave my dearest friend,
But may the roses last you til my end,

I'm sorry I could not say goodbye,
Though ten roses I leave by your side.

I leave you with a kiss,
Along with these rose flowers,

I know I will be missed,
But I pray the roses will give you power,

Power to go on my love,
Power to be strong,

Power to get over me,
And let your life carry on
 
Ruth warren

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  300.     

My Rose

The shinning rose of mine,
Comforting when wind brow to it,
Fan me when it is hot,
Is wonderful rose ever seen,
since a time I was born at Mjimwema Street,
No is first time all people are amazing,

I planted it near my door,
Bedroom window warped by it,
Also a lounge and leaving room,
Making me comfortable.

My best friend came yesterday,
To greet my rose was his aim,
He set all moment near my rose,
He proud my rose,
You're so beautiful...! ,
He smell my rose,
I reacted why he stepped toward rose,
In front of my eyes he enjoyed my rose,
The medicine of my heart.

It is not a first time,
My rose shouted,
He hag me a lot of time,
I had no choice than to agree,
`Cos he knows my secret,
What I had done before you plant me here.

I fill bad to share my rose,
Even with my closer friend,
because is my only choice,
No matter what they say,
She is my only rose to shine around me.
 
Alex Katowo

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