Loss In A Rose Poem by Naveed Akram

Loss is in a rose that withers and wilts
Due to sudden stresses that subside;
My heart sank to my ankles when
Old days came back with indulgence,
The roses of the blooming house and mansion
Confused the momentum of daily activity.

My head sank to my heart as the tongue
Of all actions muscularly wrapped and embroiled
The flesh with wine of the tears and blood.
My head did sink lower than the rests, respites
And reposes, full roses were in cherished bloom.

Loss in a rose was a warning for all flowers,
Tucking under their petals a feeling of hope,
That one day the thought shall enter enticing
The production and consumption of honey and sweets.