Love Poem by Cyclopseven R

Love

Rating: 5.0


Roses of the sunny morning
brushing against the dew drops
signifying their love that transcends
every barriers of time
though the dewdrops will soon evaporate
they will return again the next morning
to make love with the wonderful roses,
the cycle repeats without failure
none dictates and none follows
it just happens.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mary Das 05 May 2007

Yes, it just happens. It is meant to be that way. Law of the nature. Nice one my fren.

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