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Poems About: ROSE

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  • 337.
    A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose

    A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
    Not only because of its colour
    And not only because of it fragrance
    A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose read more »

    Bashyam Narayanan
  • 338.
    La Tombe Dit À La Rose (The Grave And The Rose)

    La tombe dit à la rose :
    - Des pleurs dont l'aube t'arrose
    Que fais-tu, fleur des amours ? read more »

    Victor Marie Hugo
  • 339.
    ' The Ocean Rose (An Homograph/Homonym Poem) ... '

    The Ocean Rose
    Scent Of The Sea
    Brisk Blue-Green Perfume
    Of Serenity read more »

    MoonBee Canady
  • 340.
    A Bunch of Roses

    Roses ruddy and roses white,
    What are the joys that my heart discloses?
    Sitting alone in the fading light
    Memories come to me here tonight read more »

    Andrew Barton Paterson
  • 341.
    Song of The Rose

    F Zeus chose us a King of the flowers in his mirth,
    He would call to the rose, and would royally crown it;
    For the rose, ho, the rose! is the grace of the earth,
    Is the light of the plants that are growing upon it! read more »

  • 342.
    A Pink Rose

    A Pink rose is for the one,
    Where love has blossomed and bloomed,
    Where passion and purity,
    With love and peace, read more »

    Ellen Ni Bheachain
  • 343.
    Rose For A Rose

    A rose for a rose
    That is all that I can say,
    As I present, the flower to you.
    You can look upon its beauty read more »

    Randy McClave
  • 344.
    Venus in the Garden

    'Twas at early morning,
    The dawn was blushing in her purple bed,
    When in a sweet, embowered garden read more »

    James Weldon Johnson
  • 345.
    The Rose

    She to rose; eye to petal;
    Scent of rose to hers; squaring up,
    The rose and woman's enigmatic beauty. read more »

    Mark R Slaughter
  • 346.
    Yellow Rose

    She came in my dreams last night,
    She left a yellow rose and a love note on pillow next to me,
    As always the inscription read,
    'we are friends for ever and in the eternity'. read more »

    Jay P Narain
  • 347.
    Bread And Roses

    As we come marching, marching, in the beauty of the day,
    A million darkened kitchens, a thousand mill-lofts gray read more »

    James Oppenheim
  • 348.
    The Rose

    We love the land when the world goes round,
    And deep, deep down in her thorny ground,
    Where nobody comes, and nobody knows,
    We love the Rose. Oh! we love the Rose. read more »

    Henry Lawson
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