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The Red Rose

The red rose wept for long
Upon the autumn sad song

And then recovered from grief
And shattered the wet green leaf

The spring is there but the tears
Of lover, the autumn how bears

The little heart in search of charm
Is beating and beating and warm

The red rose is watching the gloom
Of the lover’s heart being in boom

His beloved had nodded him back
The rose from him she does not take

The nature feeling warmth is now cold
The autumn will take him in firm hold

The beauty will go leaving the scars
Of drowning moon and falling stars

The thorns will curse the rose to retreat
The red rose weeps on nature’s treat



It doesn’t matter what have gone
The rose will wait for the dawn

The spring no more helps the friend
His beauty will shatter like wall of sand

His days of life will end very soon
At morn, at noon or after noon

The rose sees autumn in the spring
A wave of sorrow his end will bring

The red rose weeps and weeps more
Upon these tears his eyes will sore

No spring can stop, no joy can amaze
With each passing moment his death he chase

So times are when autumn comes in spring
No joy can touch you no nerve can sing


February 16,2005
 
Abdul Sattar

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  370.     

Rose is a bomb

People with wise always claim
Rose is a bomb
She causes things into ruin
Work and life
They fade away when she’s in bloom

When the silly tend to believe
Rose is God
Giving all when u feel lost
Sending hope when u are desperate

Oh, my rose inside…
Has been struggling for sprout
With passion, with desire
With his breath watering, his smile shining

Yet he was to be
a man with wise so someday he found
his wise and he claimed
Rose was bomb
Caused life into ruin
Work and future into ruin

Then, nothing left but cold wind
dry air, and silence dark
Then, my rose inside
Crying without sound
withering without a sign

Rose is God
Giving all when u feel lost
Sending hope when u are desperate
But, where is my rose again
Where is my rose again
Where is my silly boy
 
Cai Wei

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  371.     

Our Faded Roses

Scanning the cemetery, my eyes did focus upon
our Stone of Roses; so fair and so fair. Running my hands upon the Rose reliefs, tears of
forgotten years, came remorsefully down my
sorrowful cheeks. A Stone of Roses, given to Our Father and Mother,
is all that remains of lives so dear, and now so glad! Thinking often of these trips to that place of quiet abode,
I realize the Stone of Roses, is now so blessed. In Rose reliefs, I see something so pleasing among
the broken chips; a thought, a memory, and many dreams. Dreams, thoughts, and memories, I imagine now in these
moments, another Place of Roses. Remorse not! I urge myself!
Sorrow no more! I still demand! The Stone of Roses is sometimes just the heart!
The Place of Roses is just a brand new start.
 
Richard L. Merila

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Pink Rose

I love every single color of roses
The gardeners have created
Beauty of a rose certainly
Cannot be understated

Reds are bright or a deep color
Yellow the color of the sun
And lavender roses are special
And I find them so much fun

Orange roses are captivating
So many shades of them all
Some roses are bushes
And long-stemmed are very tall

Multi-colored roses so lovely
You just can not get enough
You can cut them for bouquets
For their stems are very tough

The fragrance, oh the fragrance
Is virtually hard to express
Almost a phenomenon
Just part of nature I guess

But the rose most special to me
You’ll find in poetry or prose
And that is my very favorite
Loveliest of all, the pink rose!
 
Marilyn Lott

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