It is not a group of petals..
But a pair of pain and smile,
its not a grace of colour,
but a bloody symboled heart,
its not a beauty of garden,
but a guard of ego,
its not a stamp of love,
but moreover it is a flage of care,
its not a reason for promise,
but a pledge of trust,
its not a way for enrichment,
but a path of hunger,
its not a way for dreaming beats,
but a reality of heart,
its not a light on street,
but a shadow of every start.....!
Promises are made to often, but trust is earned and has a lasting effect. The rose symbolizes this and much more the ever lasting push and pull. You can't have the good without the bad, and that's why there are thorns, pain and smile shows the similarities of what I speak. LOVE IT! ! sensational poem! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
shadow of every start, good one.