Untitled ( bearing a bond with roses)

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Roses beckon with their fragrance sweet,
address in tones both buoyant and naive.
I knew not what fascinated towards then,
I know not what fascinates towards today,
perhaps there is something present in air,
that allows me to dwell and find solace.

Roses beckon with their fragrance sweet,
observe as I sway with thunder and heat.
Though roses they come alongwith thorn,
I implore my heart to not retreat in doubt,
allow wisdom to seep into the raring soul,
to foresee things that are beyond control,

‘for what would the world be without a rose.’

 

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50 Replies to “Untitled ( bearing a bond with roses)”

  1. Swaying with thunder and heat? I suppose that describes my reaction also to the rose!

  2. To feel all that and have no fear–not then or now–would be amazing. But to approach anyway is an absolute must!

    1. Awww!❀️ Thank you so much, Susan πŸ™‚ so glad you liked it!❀️

      (and thank you for the excellent prompt)

  3. Yes, ‘perhaps there is something present in air’. I can feel the speaker’s reluctance but implores the heart, nonetheless.
    ‘for what would the world be without a rose.’
    Lovely, and the red rose is one of my favourite flowers.❀️

  4. Roses beckon with their fragrance sweet,
    observe as I sway with thunder and heat.

    Roses do offer fragrances that one will not likely to miss.

    Hank

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