ROSEA Poem by SaddamThrough
the warren allay And cross
by the bush- She has
never delay.
When she,
where she stop A perfume
of joy and love, spreads- It like,
a Rose, paradise had rope.
Naturally,
she was loved by every living Every
nook and corner, she was praised- In return,
there was unlimited love for giving.
Always
wandering, what's she looking for? Every
time perplex, hesitate and gloomy- It seems she
has deep scar.
One dull
morning, when sun was awaking Every
where was shine but one place was left- At one
trail, folks were looking.
But there
was dark, still and gloomy There was
no joy, scent or happiness Rose was
in deep sleepiness And
panting Nature begun to cry in agony; © 2014 SaddamFeatured Review
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