You Are My Rose Poem by paul Orina

I smelt it yesterday, and I will probably today and tomorrow
The rose, Yes, the rose: wow! So charming to the eyes
Today I tried but the scent is no more
But you can see them, though withering?
Yes! The memory of yesterdays scent strong in my heart
For you are my rose

Woke up today and my rose is no more
Can’t recognize the colour but the stench from the rot
What about the rose my friend, question I?
Let me touch it so I can feel its beauty
Or maybe taste ascertain it sweetness
For you are my rose

Here we go again! Can’t smell can’t touch can’t taste ooh!
Then let the wind blow so I can hear them
Sing their scent out till I can’t any more
My last hope is gone but I still got one more
My will is here to direct me
For you are my rose

However much trials and temptations will pull us apart
My will shall always keep me going for where there is will there is way
To the depths and heights that much I shall go
Till my rose once again blossoms
And yes my rose by my side once again, the keeper of my heart
For you are my rose