Roses Occupy Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Roses occupy

Roses may have thorns
But its place is in crown
The head decors
And earns honour

It has been made "love symbol"
The unique position is called
Unparallel in person's relation
To build the holy relation

Its fragrance remain
And lead to pain
But it spreads in all the direction
It makes so much of excitation

The rose is presented
And equated
The feelings as simple desire
And that stands always admired

So roses stand as king
Among flowers and bring
Happy moments and memory
Such is the love history