What’s in a name?
That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet
William Shakespeare
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Happy Thursday, my dear friends
Anita Bacha
Today’s Quote by William Shakespeare
Tag: Roses
Raindrops and Roses – A Haiku by Anita Bacha
Raindrops and roses
Bouquet of eau de cologne
On a winter day
Anita Bacha
Thank you for your visit, my dear friends.
Happy Saturday
Thorns – A Poem by Rumi
Look at me and hear me
Because I’m here just for that
I am your moon
And your moonlight too
I am your flower garden
And your water too
I have come all this way
Eager for you
Without shoes or shawl
I want you to laugh
To kill all your worries
To love you
To nourish you
O Sweet Bitterness!
I will soothe and heal you
I will bring you roses
I too have been covered with thorns
Rumi
Transience of Beauty – A Haiku Poem by Anita Bacha
transience of beauty
glossy blossoms writhe and fall
in a matter of time
Anita Bacha
Good morning, my dear friends. Thank you for your visit.
Late Blooming Roses – A Haiku Poem by Anita Bacha
late blooming roses
scattered in the blowing wind
bonfire of petals
Anita Bacha
Written in response to the weekly prompt of inkMine stories on Twitter.
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A New Phase of Life – A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha
The rose has fallen,
On the stem, a bud opens,
A new phase of life,
On a bed of thorns, she thrives,
Bleeding words of innocence.
Anita Bacha
My Rose Garden
what’s in a name
that which we call a rose
by any other name
would smell as sweet
What’s in a name
That which we call a rose
By any other name
Would smell as sweet
What’s in a name
That which we call a prose
By any other name
Would reach you my rose
Today’s close bud
Tomorrow’s full bloom
Delicate rose
In the green prairie
Tune of solo flutist
Awakens the rose
Against all the odds
She opens her sleek petals
Bruised but still alive
After heavy rains
Petals of cute rose unfolds
Pride of my garden
In the cold winter
A rose frozen under ice
Waits for spring to break
Hi friends and readers
I wish the gorgeous roses that are smiling at you were literally from my garden
They are the beauties floating on the Internet that inspire my pen to water my blank parchment with the ink of my eyes.
I hope you read and enjoyed my first collection of haiku poems
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Thank you
Anita Bacha
Roses for all seasons
Pretty yellow rose,
Sunbathing in the courtyard,
Intruder fly bites!
Exquisite pink rose,
Flaunts her fresh,youthful beauty,
In the spring of life.
In the morning rain,
Bruised dust-pink rose shivers,
On a bed of thorns.
Frail rose bud petals,
Burn in blaze of dry season ,
Thirsting for rain drops.
Lush garden roses,
Half-blossom bends to her weight ,
Till the last fold falls!
Bouquet of Roses
Bouquet of roses
Dying in porcelain vase
Gross mediocrity
Anita Bacha
Dear readers, I have joined a group of ‘Haiku challenge ‘ on Twitter and today’s challenge is to write a haiku using the word ‘gross’. I love this challenge .Brainstorming, at times ,nerve racking it keeps me going .Hope you like this one . More are on the way.
Flowers
Tulips kiss the sky
Marigolds threaded garland
Roses sleep on graves.
Anita Bacha
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