Roses' Of Words Poem by Raniyal Niyada

On this deepening twilight
sitting on the bed of grasses
I give you this my love
Roses of words...
molded by my love
held by thy love...
Forever red, eternal
like our love, they'll stay...
Watering it with my blood
feeding it with my soul...

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Love, as i take it, is all
that you need to keep going...
It teases, it tests, it evolves,
it thrives, and finally it ruptures...
And in the final rupture
all is washed away...
the zenith of being is attained
and that peace is all that matters...