Celia Acosta


A Rose - Poem by Celia Acosta

Its sweet smell
Its tender petals
The way you touch it delicately
Taking the time to savor its beauty
Do you look at her that way? ? The way
You once looked at me, the eyes of a man
Who took my breath away, beneath the sweet
Smell and tender eyes, lie the thorns that prick at
Your true beating heart, iam not sorry, I don’t regret you
I don’t resent what’s happened, I think you deserve the rose you’ve
Been blessed with, iam sorry your to blinded by the beauty, to see the
Poisoned thorns that wait for you, for your heart, for your life


Comments about A Rose by Celia Acosta

  • Dr.subhendu KarDr.subhendu Kar (10/8/2008 12:53:00 AM)

    Oh what a beauty when being loved
    passion bestirs by the fragrance of rose
    heart shines by the touch of the petals
    desire still bites deep even pricks of thorn
    it is not question of regret in resent or bliss of beauty
    but stance latches on to love by the swing of sway...........wonderful creation of ingenious glow, yet luscious scarlet grin across the green, really heartful write,10+, thanks for sharing
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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 6, 2008



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