They say roses are red
And the thought of not getting makes me dread
A symbol of love and romance
Its scent in fragrances
Roses are the oldest flowers
But not getting them feels bitter and sour
And it's fresh and lively
Make everyone's heart brightly
In the hands of loved ones
And also in between the pages of unloved ones
From marriage ceremonies to funerals
Roses are beautiful
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Author:
crafting soul into words (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: when i was writing it i was completely fascinated by the beauty and power of rose even more.
- Category: Love
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You expressed it so beautifully. Red roses are indeed a fascination. Well don't wait to receive one just get yourself one, coz u deserve.
Thankyou Meera. You are right why wait when we get ourselves one flower and I do that thing its literally feels great.
That's great. Well penned keep it up.😊
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