Second Prime Poem by Poola Bala Venkat

Oh! lovely newborn rose
your tender petals froze
in winter snow, who knows
How the snow bite goes

Silently you bore the brunt
Of your sickly conjugal stunt
for long you clung to the cactus bush
And lived like a lifeless mush

You have seen many a season
Now came your love season
But the cactus called it treason
that caused your heart a lesion

Love is a blithesome spring
no matter how old or young
all flowers in meadows sing
and swing with graceful zing

your beauty shines supreme
in verdant lawns by the stream
you enjoy your second prime
merrily singing nature's rhyme

God from heaven kissed your petals
He lifted you from off the metals
Your bare desires are so divine
In His hands your delicate virtues shine

His golden dew falls on your golden hue
That's makes you youthful primrose new