In the beginning before roses had color
all but one beautiful rose had no other
but one day one rose fell in love
it was a gift he cried, a gift from above
so he got the courage, the courage he needed to speak to his love
the kind of courage that made him sway like a dove
when he whispered in her ear the way that he did
he became nervous of rejection, bashful and turned red
Author notes
love option 4
A contest entry
- Choices Contest - Big Points Available by Yunalonei.
800 points, ended August 26, 2008, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
this is my corny side its a story in poem form hope you like it
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Wow.. you are quite the busy guy eh!
don't work too hard now
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Aww this was such a beautiful & heartfelt write with depth & lovely metaphor and imagery.
I love how you compared the colour of a rose to love.
I am glad you commented on my poem so I could make my way to yours.
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hey love been awhile since ive been on here been busy got 2 jobs now after i got discharged from the army
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Awesome
I'm glad you have added the note in your author box. i know it is only a small thing but it means you read the rules and followed them, i have to treat everyone equally.
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I understand this one again!!!
Your work is getting better by the day
Loved this..Great write
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loved this story hun on how a rose recieved his color, it is very creative. i love how you can just come up with things, and how you are a guy true about his romantic side. =) great job, wish you the best on this poem. you are a great person and a wonderful writer.
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Hi
Love love loved this poem but you didnt put the option in the author box which was one of the rules.
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Reading this poem I couldnt help but think of my aunty as we always joked about when I would fall in love, i was always the girl who said i wouldnt fall "stupid" in love, and she would always say to me you will be bashful and lot of other things, but that line bashful and turned red, brought back memories of talks had with my aunt and good laughs, nice write altogether.
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I like this. I think alot of people will relate well to it. The last line is priceless. I like the story of how a rose got its color.
Great job.
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