My roses dear
Thursday,21st May 2020
Roses dear
I smell and come near
with no fear
but only to hear
your thorns
warn me
of bite and injury
still I feel happy
is it magic spell?
that tells
about the presence
of love's essence
is that your fragrance?
that spreads at once
makes environment spell bound
and joy with happiness is found
what about your color?
it is fascinating with odor
clearly represents an honor
with the blessings from creator
I love you and like
as it strikes
and creates imprisonment in heart
I long and love this natural art
Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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I love you and like as it strikes and creates imprisonment in heart I long and love this natural art Hasmukh Mehta