Rose Poems
#rose
Rose poems, here you'll find poetry about roses, a symbol of delicate beauty, tainted innocence and immortal love. Nature and symbolic poetry about roses, from a fragile petal to a sharp prick from a thorn. White roses symbolise purity, red roses passion and love and a black rose is associated with gothic beauty and death.
Pishashee
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 1:16am
7th Mar 2025 1:16am
The Wild Rose
I'm the Gardner
He's the Wild Rose
It wasn't a whirlwind romance, more like a glacial thaw in a neglected garden, a place where the promise of vibrant blooms lay buried beneath a thick layer of frost and tangled vines.
Year one: I viewed him as a particularly stubborn weed, a thistle masquerading as something potentially useful.
I spent most of my time meticulously weeding around him, convinced he was a detriment to my carefully planned landscape. And, let's be honest, I got pricked. More than once. A sharp word here, a dismissive glance there –...
He's the Wild Rose
It wasn't a whirlwind romance, more like a glacial thaw in a neglected garden, a place where the promise of vibrant blooms lay buried beneath a thick layer of frost and tangled vines.
Year one: I viewed him as a particularly stubborn weed, a thistle masquerading as something potentially useful.
I spent most of my time meticulously weeding around him, convinced he was a detriment to my carefully planned landscape. And, let's be honest, I got pricked. More than once. A sharp word here, a dismissive glance there –...
#forgiveness
#kindness
#love #rose
#love #rose
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 4:23pm
7th Feb 2025 4:23pm
~fluoresce reds, of a bloodied rose.. am I & you
the peaking platonic tactic
of you, drunk in an egoistic
hue of a synthetic fairyland
..in luring mirages.. a lying
oasis of striking candied pinks
splattered outta tiny cochineals
& in electric piercing geometric
rays of coppery sulphate blues..
doesn’t even shake a pint
of this an ancient Himalayan
risen plate in a terrific tectonic
& never ever try to drive in
even a sterile shallowly pinch
of an aching pain.. waiting
to be endlessly bled out
in dripping reds of this ...
of you, drunk in an egoistic
hue of a synthetic fairyland
..in luring mirages.. a lying
oasis of striking candied pinks
splattered outta tiny cochineals
& in electric piercing geometric
rays of coppery sulphate blues..
doesn’t even shake a pint
of this an ancient Himalayan
risen plate in a terrific tectonic
& never ever try to drive in
even a sterile shallowly pinch
of an aching pain.. waiting
to be endlessly bled out
in dripping reds of this ...
#love
#minimalist
#music
#rose
#ValentinesDay
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
16th Nov 2024 10:47am
16th Nov 2024 10:47am
Red Rose Petals
Once upon a time there was a flower.
Who wanted to have beauty and power.
She was surrounded by flowers.
Who lived in graceful,royal towers.
With blood red petals each.
She wanted to be like them.
And for true happiness to reach.
She was surrounded by red roses as a sunflower.
And she began to have their grace and power.
One day,she wanted to become her favorite flower - a red rose.
She dyed her petals and strikes a pose.
One day,she would become her own graceful flower.
Happy,hopeful.
Taking a peaceful...
Who wanted to have beauty and power.
She was surrounded by flowers.
Who lived in graceful,royal towers.
With blood red petals each.
She wanted to be like them.
And for true happiness to reach.
She was surrounded by red roses as a sunflower.
And she began to have their grace and power.
One day,she wanted to become her favorite flower - a red rose.
She dyed her petals and strikes a pose.
One day,she would become her own graceful flower.
Happy,hopeful.
Taking a peaceful...
#flowers
#hope
#nature #rose
#nature #rose
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
26th Oct 2024 10:48am
26th Oct 2024 10:48am
Colors Of Roses
I think each rose is unique.
And if you just take a peek,you'll see what you need.
Like red rose petals,spread at the wedding altar.
Red roses represent love.
You give them to someone you love hard.
Red roses represent passion and desire.
And the light,ember fire in your heart.
Red roses are beautiful and never foul
I could wear it in my hair.
They are georgeous and prevent a bad affair.
And if only one day I could be one.
I would be a red rose,number one.
People would look at me in awe.
And I will never...
And if you just take a peek,you'll see what you need.
Like red rose petals,spread at the wedding altar.
Red roses represent love.
You give them to someone you love hard.
Red roses represent passion and desire.
And the light,ember fire in your heart.
Red roses are beautiful and never foul
I could wear it in my hair.
They are georgeous and prevent a bad affair.
And if only one day I could be one.
I would be a red rose,number one.
People would look at me in awe.
And I will never...
#flowers
#happiness
#nature
#rose
#uplifting
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oskar
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 8:24am
23rd Oct 2024 8:24am
survivor?
Survivor?
The ex. president
of the US.
Jimmy Carter
God blessed him
with old age
Carried around
in a crate
sleeps with open
mouth all-day
emits silence
The ex. president
of the US.
Jimmy Carter
God blessed him
with old age
Carried around
in a crate
sleeps with open
mouth all-day
emits silence
#forest
#LifeCycle
#nature
#rose
#trees
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
4th Sep 2024 00:20am
4th Sep 2024 00:20am
roses
dulling the day away
the prettiest flower in the garden
she withers in the shade
darling little rose
idle days where I watch on
pitty it was so lovely
the sunshine is too bright
and I'm in a dark mood
I fall into them
the garden is suffering
and I with it
it drinks off my soul
when I'm too sad to water it
it's a big responsibility
the lady of the house
no longer is
she departed to heaven
everyone used to care for the garden
now no one is bothering
the garden is dying
I care...
the prettiest flower in the garden
she withers in the shade
darling little rose
idle days where I watch on
pitty it was so lovely
the sunshine is too bright
and I'm in a dark mood
I fall into them
the garden is suffering
and I with it
it drinks off my soul
when I'm too sad to water it
it's a big responsibility
the lady of the house
no longer is
she departed to heaven
everyone used to care for the garden
now no one is bothering
the garden is dying
I care...
#death
#rose
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oskar
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 11:54am
17th Aug 2024 11:54am
the obstacle
The obstacle
After the none violent revolution in Portugal
1972, as often happens in my life when something
unusual happens, I was there, not knowing I was
witnessing history
My ship came to unload cargo, but we ended
up staying for weeks, a revolution is too important
to be wasted by mere cargo
In the village where I later settled.
the new era brought a road, not a big road
but wide enough for a school bus
there was an aber, where the road ended
two olive trees blocked the road for further
expansion
The trees...
After the none violent revolution in Portugal
1972, as often happens in my life when something
unusual happens, I was there, not knowing I was
witnessing history
My ship came to unload cargo, but we ended
up staying for weeks, a revolution is too important
to be wasted by mere cargo
In the village where I later settled.
the new era brought a road, not a big road
but wide enough for a school bus
there was an aber, where the road ended
two olive trees blocked the road for further
expansion
The trees...
#flowers
#forest
#nature
#rose
#trees
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
14th Aug 2024 11:23am
14th Aug 2024 11:23am
Roses
I really like roses.
The way they smell and shine.
And do graceful poses.
The way their beauty stands afar.
In a land far away.
They way their thorns feel,like a dream one day.
Roses come in all shapes and sizes,just like humans do.
They bathe in the sunshine.
And shine through and through.
And if you pick one and put it in my hair.
It will look magical,very fair.
My personal favorites are red roses.
Because their meaning and vibrant color never decomposes.
When their petals close and bloom once again. ...
The way they smell and shine.
And do graceful poses.
The way their beauty stands afar.
In a land far away.
They way their thorns feel,like a dream one day.
Roses come in all shapes and sizes,just like humans do.
They bathe in the sunshine.
And shine through and through.
And if you pick one and put it in my hair.
It will look magical,very fair.
My personal favorites are red roses.
Because their meaning and vibrant color never decomposes.
When their petals close and bloom once again. ...
#flowers
#motivational
#rose #uplifting
#rose #uplifting
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PAR
Poem Published
28th Jul 2024 12:58pm
28th Jul 2024 12:58pm
Lots of Haiku
Reversed Haiku
Put his hand in his rose
Couldn't buy the heart
Decided to steal her pocket
Bi-reversed Haiku
Put his hand in his heart
Couldn't buy the pocket
Decided to steal her rose
Given Haiku
no given to reverse...
no verse to be given
uneven just uneven
Put his hand in his rose
Couldn't buy the heart
Decided to steal her pocket
Bi-reversed Haiku
Put his hand in his heart
Couldn't buy the pocket
Decided to steal her rose
Given Haiku
no given to reverse...
no verse to be given
uneven just uneven
#emotional
#haiku
#love
#revenge
#rose
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 10:59am
21st Jul 2024 10:59am
Rose Guardian
You were walking home after a long day.
But you found a path astray.
It led to an arch,covered in vines and moss.
It was made of stone.
And was left all alone.
Something about it makes you curious.
You wanted to see what's inside.
You didn't want to run or hide.
You walked up the stairs.
As you get strange stares from people around you.
You find yourself in a garden.
With a scent,so sweet.
With bumblebees,honey.
And birds that chirp.
One flower was yellow and made of gold.
A pink one...
But you found a path astray.
It led to an arch,covered in vines and moss.
It was made of stone.
And was left all alone.
Something about it makes you curious.
You wanted to see what's inside.
You didn't want to run or hide.
You walked up the stairs.
As you get strange stares from people around you.
You find yourself in a garden.
With a scent,so sweet.
With bumblebees,honey.
And birds that chirp.
One flower was yellow and made of gold.
A pink one...
#flowers
#magic
#nature #rose
#nature #rose
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
17th Jul 2024 4:09pm
17th Jul 2024 4:09pm
The Psalms Of Mother Nature
He laid me upon a bed of roses
Tenderly sniffing the essence of my odorous sweeten fragrance
His fingers gently caressing the silken wonders of my existence
Pollinated the ambrosia of my pinkish nectar
Blooming within the soft folds of my moisten petals with his watering hose
In the Garden of midnight paradise as I lay bare unto his affectionate care
He planted his seeds deep in the fertile soil of my lineage
Bathing my surroundings in the cloak of midnight as I rested under his...
Tenderly sniffing the essence of my odorous sweeten fragrance
His fingers gently caressing the silken wonders of my existence
Pollinated the ambrosia of my pinkish nectar
Blooming within the soft folds of my moisten petals with his watering hose
In the Garden of midnight paradise as I lay bare unto his affectionate care
He planted his seeds deep in the fertile soil of my lineage
Bathing my surroundings in the cloak of midnight as I rested under his...
#earth
#nature
#rose
#water
#sun
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Everavalon
Poem Published
7th Jul 2024 4:23pm
7th Jul 2024 4:23pm
Invasive darlings
dandelions
tangled amidst the fescues
their roots tethered deep in the soils
sipping on the ruins of those before them
Flamboyant sociopaths
whittling away at the worth of our grasses
Charming the iris
to devalue the emerald carpet
lain at their feet
Putrid incense
collecting our breath as we dine on their musk
Attractive hues
bewitching the winged children
to feast on the tonic
spreading life whilst maintaining a ruse
Delicate dances
are the winds that part the glade
to wick the sun to their...
tangled amidst the fescues
their roots tethered deep in the soils
sipping on the ruins of those before them
Flamboyant sociopaths
whittling away at the worth of our grasses
Charming the iris
to devalue the emerald carpet
lain at their feet
Putrid incense
collecting our breath as we dine on their musk
Attractive hues
bewitching the winged children
to feast on the tonic
spreading life whilst maintaining a ruse
Delicate dances
are the winds that part the glade
to wick the sun to their...
#LifeCycle
#nature
#rose
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