The Lament Of A Rose Poem by Jaishree Nair

Many boiling hearts would languish
in the silence of deep sighs...
If my presence had not braved them
to open their hearts.!

Many sparklers in the world of letters
would lack the spark...
if my fragrance had not invited their pen
to capture various moments!

Many young ones would never realise
the wonders of nature's gifts...
If my smile had not encouraged
their caressings of innocence..!

Many memories would not have been
charming enough to glorify
if my beauty had not celebrated the sanctity of the moment..!

Many coats would not have been honoured
If my presence close to their hearts had not drenched it
with exclusive perfume...

I am...
A blossom...
Plucked, admired, bouqueted...
to grace many an occasion...
Never a tearful thought
to the thorns pricking me senseless..!