Rose
Poem
Roses are sweet, but not petit,
They never dry out, as they fly in,
Precious for the house of those, who are good,
Pleasing for the house of those, who are special,
They never thought of encountering a lost rose,
Who was tossed away,
For being dried-up all of a sudden,
As they notice its specialty,
And that it’s not impoverished
Down they went to help the seed of the same specialty,
Rose, they met,
Precious to those who are good, with the identical rose,
Pleasing to those who are special, with the identical rose,
Then they go underneath the ground
They will meet,
The seed of same rose,
All with the help of the, identical rose
For just another beginning of a continuing course.
Source: https://poemtheart.com/rose/
(Sarah Shahzad JULY, 2019)
Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 12:44 AM UTC
Rose
Poem
Roses are sweet, but not petit,
They never dry out, as they fly in,
Precious for the house of those, who are good,
Pleasing for the house of those, who are special,
They never thought of encountering a lost rose,
Who was tossed away,
For being dried-up all of a sudden,
As they notice its specialty,
And that it’s not impoverished
Down they went to help the seed of the same specialty,
Rose, they met,
Precious to those who are good, with the identical rose,
Pleasing to those who are special, with the identical rose,
Then they go underneath the ground
They will meet,
The seed of same rose,
All with the help of the, identical rose
For just another beginning of a continuing course.
Source: https://poemtheart.com/rose/
(Sarah Shahzad JULY, 2019)
Who does not like roses? This poem is about the most well known flower in flora world. These are symbols of beauty, fragrance, love, life, perfumes, food, drinks, art, medicines and symbolism. Flowers are not for just tossed out after receiving but there is a cycle of their presence. A new flower replaces the old one and sometimes old ones give rise to new plants.