Poems About Roses Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about roses seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Say it louder for the crowd in the back
"Could you repeat that, sir?"
I jot scribbles onto my notepad.
Yellow pages are wrinkled and faded.
I'll work with what I've got.
"Yeah," he says coolly.
"A rose. You'll see one and be reminded of me."
With that said, the man proceeds to walk out.
He's flanked by two armed guards.
"Well, I guess I got something out of the guy."
I sit and reflect; he said the same thing to that woman.
Maybe under better circumstances, but the same thing.
May she rest in peace.
...
I jot scribbles onto my notepad.
Yellow pages are wrinkled and faded.
I'll work with what I've got.
"Yeah," he says coolly.
"A rose. You'll see one and be reminded of me."
With that said, the man proceeds to walk out.
He's flanked by two armed guards.
"Well, I guess I got something out of the guy."
I sit and reflect; he said the same thing to that woman.
Maybe under better circumstances, but the same thing.
May she rest in peace.
...
#rose
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Rose...Victim of silent rejection..!
It remain quiet
after being
abandoned
by someone
I have seen it
becoming the
beauty of someone's hair
becoming
a witness of love
shivering in the sheets
in quiet nights
and buried in the book
n yaaa I have seen it
fall in love with words
n I have seen the words
cry when that rose
is thrown away from the book...
after being
abandoned
by someone
I have seen it
becoming the
beauty of someone's hair
becoming
a witness of love
shivering in the sheets
in quiet nights
and buried in the book
n yaaa I have seen it
fall in love with words
n I have seen the words
cry when that rose
is thrown away from the book...
#love
#rose
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I am the Rose
My body is filled with roses
cut me and you will see
touch a drop of my blood
the color of red roses it will be.
For each drop that you touch
a rose will form in your hand
rose petals as red as blood
for a red rose is what I am.
cut me and you will see
touch a drop of my blood
the color of red roses it will be.
For each drop that you touch
a rose will form in your hand
rose petals as red as blood
for a red rose is what I am.
#dark
#flowers
#rose #WritingPoetry
#rose #WritingPoetry
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Nature Sings
Red roses of trellis and nightingales
mellow in yellow as they sing pretty songs
softly performing during mid mourning flings
as far off bells ring ding-a-ling-ling
echoing over mountains of emerald green
through vast skies a melody as if in a sweet dream
while butterflies flutter their beautiful wings
and bees buzz around large meadows of wild thistle weed
the hummingbirds fly high towards the heavens humming along
red roses of trellis and nightingales in yellow sing pretty songs.
mellow in yellow as they sing pretty songs
softly performing during mid mourning flings
as far off bells ring ding-a-ling-ling
echoing over mountains of emerald green
through vast skies a melody as if in a sweet dream
while butterflies flutter their beautiful wings
and bees buzz around large meadows of wild thistle weed
the hummingbirds fly high towards the heavens humming along
red roses of trellis and nightingales in yellow sing pretty songs.
#rose
#birds
#nature
#music
#WritingPoetry
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a big island
the Big Island
It is a big island about the size of France, for a long time this island has been asleep so peaceful lemurs jumped along the jungle floor to reach the next tree, before
trophy hunters came together with missionaries and the people looking for gold.
Madagascar was once part of a supercontinent bigger
than Russia, called Gondwana where the inhabitants spoke 4 languages which was needed when traveling
through a landmass that had lakes the size of the Mediterranean Sea.
For a long time, South Gondwana was like Florida a place for the rich and...
It is a big island about the size of France, for a long time this island has been asleep so peaceful lemurs jumped along the jungle floor to reach the next tree, before
trophy hunters came together with missionaries and the people looking for gold.
Madagascar was once part of a supercontinent bigger
than Russia, called Gondwana where the inhabitants spoke 4 languages which was needed when traveling
through a landmass that had lakes the size of the Mediterranean Sea.
For a long time, South Gondwana was like Florida a place for the rich and...
#forest
#flowers
#rose
#nature
#LifeCycle
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Deadly rose
Deadly rose
Look art your bloom
Standing tall and bright
So elegant and curvy
Such beauty delight
You draw me in
Devils delight
With a touch you turn
yellow and white
With a hiss you strike with might
As I react to your betrail
I gasp for air with
a paralysising feeling
As I fell you lay me down softly
Deadly rose such beauty
As water rolls down your petals
Like a tears coming down a cheek
I feel no pain from your deceit
I've feel in love with a rose so beautiful
With a venemous delight. ...
Look art your bloom
Standing tall and bright
So elegant and curvy
Such beauty delight
You draw me in
Devils delight
With a touch you turn
yellow and white
With a hiss you strike with might
As I react to your betrail
I gasp for air with
a paralysising feeling
As I fell you lay me down softly
Deadly rose such beauty
As water rolls down your petals
Like a tears coming down a cheek
I feel no pain from your deceit
I've feel in love with a rose so beautiful
With a venemous delight. ...
#love
#betrayal
#rose
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the end?
The end?
As Spanish bluebells chime
The world has gone silent
A finger hangs over a button
Vacillates.
As Spanish bluebells chime
The world has gone silent
A finger hangs over a button
Vacillates.
#forest
#flowers
#rose
#nature
#LifeCycle
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Vernal Lives Entwine
Vernal Lives Entwine
She touches the people of her life
with her husband as her labor of romance
or her case study in the healing power of love.
She seeks to find out what can’t women heal?
Her role in the universe is that of world mender.
And so their journey begins with
her rose petal caress on his face.
He wishes to be the glove
who holds a red rose against his soft cheek
She is his angel of the morning
Who breathes life into his withered heart
with velvet softness that knows no plight
She gathers him for...
She touches the people of her life
with her husband as her labor of romance
or her case study in the healing power of love.
She seeks to find out what can’t women heal?
Her role in the universe is that of world mender.
And so their journey begins with
her rose petal caress on his face.
He wishes to be the glove
who holds a red rose against his soft cheek
She is his angel of the morning
Who breathes life into his withered heart
with velvet softness that knows no plight
She gathers him for...
#love
#women
#rose #sensual
#rose #sensual
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Where Flora, Fauna And Beneficent Humans Gather - Part 2
Armada of kaleidoscopic land vessels
ephemeral flourishing flotilla
constructed, garnished with all natural material from all around the world
grain, grasses, seeds, and flowers
romantic, fantastical, peaceful, exciting mobile dioramas
with invisible conveyance
perhaps a pirate ship with jolly buccaneer crew
with rice paper sails, hemp rigging,
a cannon made black with poppy seeds, riding pampas grass waves
maybe a princess in her palace
with royal gardens of roses, carnations, and chrysanthemums
with a wooing prince astride a...
ephemeral flourishing flotilla
constructed, garnished with all natural material from all around the world
grain, grasses, seeds, and flowers
romantic, fantastical, peaceful, exciting mobile dioramas
with invisible conveyance
perhaps a pirate ship with jolly buccaneer crew
with rice paper sails, hemp rigging,
a cannon made black with poppy seeds, riding pampas grass waves
maybe a princess in her palace
with royal gardens of roses, carnations, and chrysanthemums
with a wooing prince astride a...
#happiness
#flowers
#rose
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2023
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stradivarius
her stradivarius
was his rose
she blossomed into
her stradivarius
blossomed for him
into a rose
was his rose
she blossomed into
her stradivarius
blossomed for him
into a rose
#women
#men
#rose
#music
#haiku
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women will always love roses
Envy of their thorns will always persist
In my own soul I have always longed for thorns
Roses are still a beautiful threat of violence
No matter how much good breeding they do
There will always be thorns alongside them
In my own soul I have always longed for thorns
Roses are still a beautiful threat of violence
No matter how much good breeding they do
There will always be thorns alongside them
#sadness
#anger
#jealousy
#flowers
#rose
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Thorny Love
Prickly like a cactus
When too much practice
Love becomes malpractice
In small doses
Then Exposes
The roses
When too much practice
Love becomes malpractice
In small doses
Then Exposes
The roses
#love
#romantic
#flowers #rose
#flowers #rose
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