Best Poems About / On ROSE
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First rose
A heart of youthful year was yearning,
Crying out the pain; the burning
Tears would eer remain until
An answer from the man would see them die.
A sympathetic mirror blessed her
Softened up the curves, caressed her
Skin to help regain a calm
Assuage a heaving breast and blushing eye.
And through a struggling mind, a chiming:
Someone at the door; the timing
Perfect and exquisite in the
Reconciliation of her woes.
She took the oak to make the parting,
Here! a presentation startling.
Drawing deep through radiant lips, she
Kissed her very dream: a crimson rose.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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Mark R Slaughter
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Rose
A single rose to lane
A single rose to slain
A single rose to hide my pain
A single rose to turn the tide
A single rose to make roads wide
A single rose as my guild
A single rose to rise the soul
A single rose to widen the hole
A single rose to achieve a goal
A single rose to melt the heart
A single rose to force a start
A single rose to cult
A single rose to freeze my body
A single rose to mourn this memory
A single rose to start a life
A single rose to end the strife
Dheeraj Haran
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Rose
Rose oh rose, where have you gone
You promised you'd be back at dawn
Rose oh rose, I should have known
That you would leave me all alone
Rose oh rose, what did I say
To make you want to go away
Rose oh rose, what must I do
Without you here I feel so blue
Rose oh rose, come back to me
I need your beauty to set me free
Rose oh rose, I see you now
Dead and withered and I don't know how
Rose oh rose, I miss you so
I wish you didn't have to go
Nichole Baptista
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A Black Single Rose.
A single black rose.
A single black rose to carry the load,
A single black rose to turn the road,
A single black rose to touch the soul,
A single black rose to widen your hole,
A single black rose to melt your heart,
A single black rose to force a start,
A single black rose to make you cry,
A single black rose to make you dry,
A single black rose to help you climb,
A single black rose to make you lie,
A single black rose to take a life,
A single black rose to take away strife.
Natasha Ligons
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