White Rose Poem by Paramananda Mahanta
White Rose
White Rose: A symbol of moving further.
A soft invite finds anew blossom
From a detained calmness of the vine,
Now all set tobreathe a chime.
She speaks to her heart its due
What her plaits hid for long to pursue,
Like meditating sages and ascetic recluse.
She is as fresh as you find,
But the fact that shespeaks onlyto the wind,
Her calm chest buried all the pains to sing,
She coloured her white for the purity of spring.
She needs some Ink to to hide her shade,
And needs anartist to open her cages.
She needs no puppy love to calm her chest,
She has none toshow her taste,
Don't sprinkle sympathy but water her fair,
She is a dove of loneliness and glare.
Meet her gloom to fill her heart,
Her beauty summons a divinely thirst.
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5/18/2024 4:35:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Metaphorical poetry of white rose so beautifully imagined and painted an introvert picture. She needs no puppy love to calm her chest.. Don't sprinkle sympathy but water her fair.... Meet her gloom to fill her heart...very beautifully captured the deep emotions and in the same way expressed it very wisely understanding the depth of pain and personal suffering. A very wise poetry diving deep into world of emotions. Beautifully written. Thank-you sir.