In the auburn hairs of the earth I see,
Divinity of fragrance that says it's Me,
Diversity of beauty in Halloween of rainbows,
Feminity, Eve brought from the high meadows.
Keeping Adam's eyes diverted to the moon,
In the flowers she hid this beautiful boon,
How lovely you are, you are so much feminine,
Oh pretty lovely flowers! You all are mine.
Who gave golden ratio to the petals of flowers?
It was in her body that rained like showers,
Elitity that rained with a layer of grace,
For butterflies of hearts it made a face,
The throne of style and crown of stigma,
Love is no more a mystery or enigma,
Flowers you promote a love that is precious,
You, naughty cocktail! With a taste so delicious!
Who gave golden ratio to the petals of flowers? .............flowers that speak the enigma of nature.........................nice
Had I read the this poem before I wrote my ''The flower'' I'm sure I could make it better than I did.I do think of translating it into my native language, the greek.
A poem that gives pure joy to the reader. What more can a reader expect from reading poetry. Excellent!
I've read this three times in a row now, and I have to say its lovelier with each reading, your rhyme is sublime, you can never go wrong with flowers.
How lovely you are, you are so much feminine, Oh pretty lovely flowers! You all are mine. Don't be so avaricious man! If you take all beautiful things for yourself, what will be left for us? Enjoyed this beautiful poem on flowers!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is precious, It is no more a mystery, thanks, , Please read my new poems and say something..