Rose Poem by Phurpa Wangdi
Rose
the rose swings
in the autumn wind
the little red bud
moves too in a rhythm
it smells good
the bees all after it
day and night it stands
but with little changes
the moon has shone
its silver rays hitting the rose
it seems lonely
and i sit for a wordless talk..
Sunday, September 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: rose
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5/6/2024 6:28:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
wordless talk, good one, thanks..