Once upon a time a
trellis was erected
for a delicate flower
to cling to
as she grew opening
her petals becoming
a lovely lady
she was admired looked
upon for her beauty
one day a stranger
decided to transplant
her into his garden
her petals were picked
one by one they fell
to the ground
coming ever near to
her heart
saddened she began
crying being exposed
to the outside world
finally the plan for
her return home was
complete
hurt and angry once
again she clung to
her trellis
today her petals
remain closed
refusing to open
once upon a rose.
Lovely lovely lovely. Those who hurt don't feel the pain But who are hurt know only feel the pain. A scar. I need to learn here. Mohabeer Beeharry
a beautiful write..artistically used the metaphore, ending is super...love is poem....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow...this is a real deal, the rose afraid to open its heart now...._Soul