Slowly, gently, blooms appear - dressed in hues multitude
Peppering the air with a scented aroma in the solitude,
Ripening buds, on each a dewdrop, the pearl jigs in bebop!
With the sun's rays, in dance flowers and twigs are, a pop!
Without hype and hoopla nature gives us life, tickety-boo!
As I reached to pluck a rose, a spike pricked me, gawk!
I tried to axe her life to please my fiance without talk.
We reach flowers to claim their beauty in a story humbug!
But their spirit ravish and they mourn - bitten by human bug,
Without hype and hoopla nature gives us life, tickety-boo!
Some gardens are to sport their splendor in a regal way,
We cut their limbs, a dirge we sing them on an immoral day.
Reds, blues, violets and pinks with souls in the meadow;
Gee! Their beauty is to view, our duty is to let them grow.
Without hype and hoopla nature gives us life, tickety-boo!
interesting way to describe faces of our souls connecting them with nature. it gives the poem a great deep meaning, the things we should think about and notice in our mind. good written verse.i like it and give you 10 :)
It's a nice comment to read your review on the poem ππππ
I dont want to tell about the sound, it always great sound..but i love the meaning and lines you produced like Reds, blues, violets and pinks with souls in the meadow and But their spirit ravish and they mourn - bitten by human bug... What a symphony of calla lilies, roses and marigold done here....! _Unwritten Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beep, Beep! Flowers Weep - Bitten by the Human Bug! The title of the poem itself portraying the simile you wanna put before the readers. Enjoyed the rhyming and meaning of the poet's soul.
Thank you for a nice review on the poem ππππ