Rosy-me- Poetry

Rose –me –Poetry
Special request sent to me
O poet lover you must be
tell me how you feel
when no one reads
ye...
Awful is not the word spoken
many read and leave messages
unspoken...

Have you not seen a rose
flourish in the Garden of Eden,
may be behind in your own garden
and so many grow in distant flower valleys
unknown to human
the rose blooms as does the blue heaven
it opens up its beauty naturally
doesn't care about the perfume
widely spread
and no one comes
when the rose is dead,

Yet many place roses
in library books to be opened
in a distant point of time
where poets still continue to search
for rhythm and rhyme
the rose stands out sublime
leaves only lovable memories behind
'coz none is near by
it does not mean
the rose will not bloom
even if unseen

And
now since you have read the rosy story
come pluck a rose
take care of the thorn
your blood colour is also
that of a rose,
all suppose...