Dear Rose,
Crimson is the colour of your petals
The shade my lips envy
The colour of victorian blood
Emanating, gallantry
Your radiant allure has put me in a trance
Like a frozen time of lovers’ dance
At the crack of dawn, gold kissed your wings
The most enchanting spectacle of all worldly things
My heart told the tale of my first love’s kiss
As the eyes beheld the lingering mist
A tryst in epistles


This is really nicely owned and penned .
Sirf likha aur apna likhna me farq hai aur tumne apne likhe hue ko apna bhi liya
Keep writing
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Thank you ā¤ļø
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This poem OMG! it’s just sooooo amazing, you made me fall in love with the rose. The nature. One can understand how much admiring it is. Loved this one.ā¤ļøā£ļø
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I really loved the way you weaved the words together. A bewitching poemā¤ļø
Roses reminding you of your first love’s kiss and while reminiscing those old memories your eyes got teary. Wow!! Could feel every line. Beautifully articulatedā¤ļø
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Thank you š¤š
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Aah! This is such a lovely description ā¤ļø
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Aah! This is such a lovely description ā¤ļø
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