Genus: Rosa

reposting

Rosa sp.

 

    

     You stab when you claim I never cherished the roses you sent. 

     I flinch when you declare that your love was misspent. 

 

     I am a tower of silence but please believe that I am true.

     Each and every moment, my heart burns for you.

 

     I never put your roses in a vase.  I shall never lie.

     I pulled the flowers out and apart.  That I cannot deny.

 

     Allow me to declare before you stand and depart

     Your offerings were never cast aside by a cold and cruel heart.

    

     The petals were extracted and distilled into rose essential oil.

     The stems made into cuttings and planted in fertile soil.

 

      The rest were ground into a pulp, from it paper was made.

      The pollen scattered in the garden as the butterflies played.

      

      And here is my rose garden - grown from every bouquet you sent.

      Reflections of love never spoken as time came and went.

Author's Note

just a repost

Reviews

[Hafiz Mohammad Yasir]

Such a lovely and heart fully written poem. And your love is deeper than others as this poem shows. Wonderful

[Rachelle]

Shokran, Hafiz!

[Hafiz Mohammad Yasir]

You are most welcome.

[Tena Luvs]

A well written and beautiful piece. I can totally Fantasize about this beautiful garden with all the pieces of love

[Rachelle]

Thank you, Rotena!

[New Theory]

This was a beautiful poem wholly romantic with a beautiful story :)

[Rachelle]

Thank you, N. Theory!

[New Theory]

You are welcome ... :)

[Samoda]

I love the rhyming scheme and structure of this piece. Had a certain level of honesty. Nice poem.

[Rachelle]

Thanks!

[Marie]

You didn't just keep the gift, you recycled it. Wonderful.

[Pax]

wow, that's really nice way to let the flowers sent was not wasted. ANd it grew as your love for this person grow over time.

it proves that your love is worth and your tower of silence is meant more deeper...
Very nice!

[Rachelle]

Salamat, Kuya!

[Sami Khalil]

The title as well as the poem are both marvelous and romantic to the roots. You have spoken on reflections and reflections has grown from your bouquet of thoughts. Excellent...:)..............

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i love this piece....my actions showed love, even if the emotion was not put into words...and actions always mean much more than words, although sometimes can be misrepresented.

quite nicely delivered...and i usually am not a fan of rhyme...like it here though.

[Rachelle]

Thank you, sir, just reposting this lost piece.