Notice of absence from Qurrat Al Ain
I'm taking a break for a while, for no specific reason. Maybe because, I don't get as much inspirations as I used to.
I'm taking a break for a while, for no specific reason. Maybe because, I don't get as much inspirations as I used to.
I know it's classical,
Traditional to love roses,
But somethings never gets old.
The narrow stem shows the rough path,
Moving through all the poisonous thorns,
With all your might and finally,
Blooming in a multitude of colours,
There rests the most beautiful crown atop,
I like you best in pink.
White is always beautiful,
Making people fall even harder,
As your crown grew wider,
Unraveling each of the mysteriously layered petals,
Cheeks blushing in pink,
At the sight of the sun.
I cannot leave the friend all through this journey unmentioned,
How the leaves turn red hinting at your success,
It's hard to love the ordinary that goes unnoticed.
I thank the One high above all,
Who is the best portrayer of colours and beauty.
- Author: Qurra Ain (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 14th, 2024 01:24
- Comment from author about the poem: I love ROSES 🌹, unconditionally. I love them, so I've been growing roses at home. Just describing the beautiful process of their growth. To mention, they're beautiful even when they fall. Also, that picture of the red rose is the one that I grew at home. I find pink and white roses the prettiest among all colours.
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
The rose is my favorite as well, so for me this is a very special poem. You caress them so gently with such beautiful imagery. How fortunate that you have them right outside your door.
Thank you 🌹
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