Sasikala Kamandula

The Rose Speaketh - Poem by Sasikala Kamandula

The rose speaks melodious
In her own dignified voice;
Hark! You, beloved my ladies and gentlemen,
The poor citizens of stress and strain,
Why run life with awful burden?
Take note of my notable quote
That adds colors and honey to thy might!

When hurdles launch you on a thorny land
And strike your head with a weary band
Fear not or wail not as a mom's tiny tot;
Not be panic or grunt or growl!
Be wise enough to turn the thorns
Into the slave-knights for your beauty boons
And give a proud laugh raising your head
Live a life to full bloom of pride
Zoom and boom to heart's content.
Be thyself as the proud Rosy get-up-and-go
With its head straight in grand rainbow show!
And what doth say my cute buddy spiral center spot?
That life goeth still… mysterious and cute,
So cute as a flow of honey with a pinch of tart!

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  • (4/27/2012 1:20:00 PM)

    Really like this, a really wonderful poem.
    A great write.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 22, 2012

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