One red rose stays blushing in my garden
I caught a glimpse of it in the early dawn
On the carpet of green, as a lovely dame it does sway
Flashing hues of contrast on a dull monsoon day
A flower with petals of such delicate contours
Yet sheltered by sharp stinging thorns that pierce
Rain drops dripping off its soft ruddy face
As blood rushing from a wound's open surface
Fairer far than anything, one can envision
Its petals, woven and spun by angels of heaven
Oh symbol of grace, you rock me in delight,
And in me a thousand poetic fancies ignite!
Hey, someone(?) stole the periods from the ends of some sentences! ! ! I like: " Oh symbol of grace, you rock me in delight, And in me a thousand poetic fancies ignite! " By " you" , i assume you mean ME! ! Right? RIGHT! ! ? bri :)
Fairer far than anything, one can envision Its petals, woven and spun by angels of heaven Oh symbol of grace, you rock me in delight, And in me a thousand poetic fancies ignite! Truly a delight of the Muse. Rose is the queen of love! Top stars Valsa!
Oh symbol of grace........ And in me a thousand poetic fancies ignite
Valsa, I particularly relate to the last line. And how color, in gray light, seems more intense! -Glen
A transcendental work, Valsa. If there is any flower that seems to dance, to find joy, to revel in a hard rain, it is the rose. I look in my own garden and see much of it groaning after a terrific rainfall. The roses are bobbing up and down, giving thanks for the refreshment. A great work!
'Oh symbol of grace, you rock me in delight, And in me a thousand poetic fancies ignite! ' - So does it, to your readers! The picture and the poem, No doubt, a poetic gem! The poem, so well written, deserves full marks and I gladly give it: 5 Stars *****! I recommend this poem to be selected as the 'Member Poem of the Day' for any day soon.
Wow what a rosy imaginative beautiful poem that delighted my poetic flower lover heart! ! Kudos for this masterpiece quality poem. Plz pleez do read my newest poem titled, " babies cry anywhere"
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is how a true poet observes all things around...no exception with the rain washed red rose too you as a poetess... 'Oh symbol of grace, you rock me in delight, And in me a thousand poetic fancies ignite! '..a lovely poem on a red rose and rain...kudos and 5 stars