Written in memory of a hybrid Rose
... whose name I don't know
.... whose name I don't know
Whom I opine of a damsel divine
Of Aurora's orangy pink and yellow
Of her heart in velvetty circles
Stocking cosmic pleasance
Biggie bigger blossoming
On par with the sunshine-morn...
....Whose name I don't know
Whom I opine of a damsel divine
Enchanting to endear and love
Albeit prickling caution beware
who weakened to perish sudden apart
For whom my teardrops flooding
For whom my soul swimming across...
....Whose name I don't know
Whom I opine of a damsel divine
Who endorsed her charm in my heart
A damsel divine as I opine
A ceaseless hunt wanting her back
Anyone know who she is,who she is?..
Anybody know who she is,who she is?..
Sandra Martyres
Your sense of loss is very well captured in this piece Indira....great imagery too
Your sense of loss is very well captured in this piece Indira....great imagery too
Kesav V Easwaran
Most hybrid roses won't last that long, Indira...once they leave, they leave in us longing memories behind...the loss you feel is well presented
Most hybrid roses won't last that long, Indira...once they leave, they leave in us longing memories behind...the loss you feel is well presented
I enjoyed the profondeur of feeling in this poem! :)