Poem 13

A Rose is a flower with softness and tender,
And it is a heart’s throbe to surrender –
Towards its beauty which spreads its splendour
Of fragrance, love and innocence that can render
Soothing and fullness in the hands of the bearer
Who enjoys the charm of it and without a barrier
This flower sheds the colour of natural essence with excellence of shower
With blessings of God’s creation and reflects the power of the Creator
That cannot be compared with any other creations in this great world of GARDEN!!

Hope you all like this poem written about the glory of the rose which has an unexplainable beauty, forever, in this polluted world.