Petal Bloom

For Roses...

 

I pen something different

With the same feeling of exploring my senses

With the utter turn-around of seeing my sighs

With the simple desire to define you – in words and colors

Each time, it is something else, someone unique, but not you

 

Why?

 

Petal Bloom, she said her name

With majestic flare in shape and fragrance

In a deep weeded stem

And I define those pages after pages

Feared not to tear them – what if they could be something special

But that is not you; someone nearly you!

Every time, it becomes a new adjective with an inexplicable try to say

That, “I love you!”

And the result is magnificently odd, not what I dreamt of.

 

Jotted them, I looked onto another plain

To place those subjective morals with objective acute vigilance

And I find those are different bones of a single body

Still, something is required to put them in order

So that you can be formed –

For all ages to come

Not any ages to go

You, my senses, my abomination, my emancipation, and my love to

Caress and look me after when I am alone…           

Reviews

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lovely..

[Bee]

Breathtakingly magnificent! This oozes with innocence and purity... that chaste love described in romantic and subtle words. I simply love the openness of this poem. the candor! exquisite. great job.

[An owl on the moon]

This was such a magnificent, moving work that simply took me away. It was beautifully expressed with imagery that was provacative (And I find those are different bones of a single body) and insightfully rich (To place those subjective morals with objective acute vigilance). So well done!

[DaniElle LaPointe]

SHELVING THIS ONE. Thank you Raja. (One grammar note... last line should perhaps read: "look after me when I am alone.") A delicate delight.

[emmajoy]

What a wonderful piece of writing, so full of meaning, so much to take in and savour. You really should have more folk reading this - it really does deserve more understanding and appreciation.

You seek or know of someone who's almost the one .. i think this is what you're saying, your words are moulded in quite a complex form.

This is beautifully expressed and lovely. Thank you for sharing.