Beautiful,lovely.
It brings happiness
with it's joyful,bright colour,
and it's sweet,sensual scent.
But hidden behind the mask of perfection,
lies a deadly truth.
Thorns,
prick everything that touches it,
leaving a deep scar.
Delicate and feeble,
easily crushed by
the slightest wind of betrayal.
That is why roses,
are the perfect symbol of love.
Author notes
um..hope you like it...
A contest entry
- Free verse poems .. by Manoj Sanyal.
450 points, ended August 7, 2007, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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nice poem.
good luck
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