Rose blossoms

Flower Poetry

As all beauty that exist

 In a world filled with love

A  tender fragile rose lived

heaven sent from above


 The day she did blossom

the  proud angels did cry

Her beauty was breathtaking

till the day she died


 Her blooms were like satin

 so soft to the touch

 Her colors were ravishing

 like fair maiden's sweet blush


 In the center of her beauty

 was her tender heart

 The pride of the garden

 with all her succulent parts


 Her heart beating madly

 when the creatures came to eat

 Seeking her pollinating nectar

 so tantalizing and sweet


 Then when her sweet nectar

 had been ravished by them all

 Her heart ache would begin

 as she watched her petals fall


Some say a rose never cries

 but if you watch the morning dew

 the tears drops are from angels

 only seen by a special few


 And as the heart of a rose dies

 the angels in heaven depart

 carrying with them the  seeds

 To lend the Rose a new start


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Stardust's picture

most wonderful poem, but d

most wonderful poem, but d last two paragraphs... they are just something else :) i actually read those eight lines quite a few times before writing this. really dunno what else to say. perfect title for a perfect poem from a perfect poet :)

best wishes from me :)

roseblossoms's picture

Oh stardust, that is quite a

Oh stardust, that is quite a wonderful thing to say! This was an old poem, that lended itself to my pen name!  Thanks for the compliment ! You are a great poet yourself! Thanks again for the comment and precious time! Smiles

bishu's picture

Your writes lend a soft hue to the beauties of creation

Your writes lend a soft hue to the beauties of creation.Stirs up the hidden layers of softness in the toughest of readers.Lovely self appraisal Respected RB.


From the palette of Rose Blossoms

Comes out colourful hues which stirs

Stirs the soul from within to look and feel

The wonders of creation all ills heal

E'en the withered rose preserved

Twixt pages of the knowledge book

Dry wilted yet stirring memories

Of that soft silky rose adorning a bough

Oh Dear Blossom you'll make men bow LaughingLaughing


Please dont die on PP because my awful comment will also die with you Surprised



roseblossoms's picture

Quite the colorful poet you

Quite the colorful poet you are Bishu, I enjoyed your Red Hues, and your lovely poem!


May the colorful poets last till the end of time

with heartfelt words and musical rhymes

May the blossoms of poetry never ever end

May we all become sweet poetic friends

cevance's picture

A captivatingly beautiful

A captivatingly beautiful write.

roseblossoms's picture

Thank you Carl, for your

Thank you Carl, for your wonderful comment, very much appreciated!  Smiles