Captivated by the charm
She flew towards the fragrance
On the dewy misty day
When she embraced the petals
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there is no such thing as free lunch. A price has to be paid. Brought out beautifully in this poem!
Hi Rini, It is true. She was blind in your love But your thorns pricked her to bleed “ But rose without thorns is spring without fragrance......
you asked who is this man ]]]]? ? ? ROSE WITHOUT THORNS FRAGRANCE TO THE CORE AND to none does he belong except the faithful they have themselves to prove can you
Oh red roses what have you done She was blind in your love But your thorns pricked her to bleed......touching expression with nice theme. A brilliant poem on butterfly nicely executed. Enjoyed with attractive photo provided. Thank u dear Rini.
On bassant the butterfly flies over Arab sands, though misty days are rare...the butterfly in there, a good one!
A beautiful poem. Loved it.