Rose
The fragrance always stays with the hand that gives the rose
Let the fragrance be mine and my heart be yours
If you want to touch me , I'm far away from you
If you feel me in yourself
That feeling is true
You see me in the mirror ?
Close your eyes , am I there ?
Fragrance of the red rose lingers in the air...
Everyone says that I'm not for real
They are not to blame.
but knowing that I do exist ,
Why don't you tell them...
That , I'm the one who gave you the rose....
And I don't have a name...
6 comments:
Amazing stuff dude... Keep it up... Keep em coming... :-)
you created a beautiful verbal illusion.... Hats off to ya mate.. keep working on it... I know you can still do better....
laters...
jus in lov with this piece.....really liked it.....touched my heart whole heartedly....well jus mumbling to describe it more specifically.....rnt gettin though
one of ur finest composition..........hats off to u
i just loved this line
The fragrance always stays with the hand that gives the rose
WORD!
Dis is Saurabh.......a gr88 poet nd a gr8 person.....his feeings..clearly reflects in his writing...i read his poems quite a long day before....bt was searching mah hr8 to wite somthng of his level...
dis is a wnderful creation.....i love it...saurabh...
hats off......
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