ASK THE ROSE

Every  moment is a day 
Every day is a moment 
Life brings joy et al
and its share of downfall 
Life is empty 
without its spontaneity 
As we grow old 
our perspectives evolve 
Autumn’s  rose petals fall 
for spring buds to sprout 
Life doesn’t mean to possess 
life  means to let go

Why ask the rose?

From the bud to the sparkling full bloom 

From the full bloom to the withering rose, the rose tells her story 

Each stage of our life has a story to tell similar to the rose 

Fervor of first kiss

Innocent as a mistake

Blush of a pink rose

Ardor of first crush

Burning fire rising to flame

Whiff of a red rose

A single pink rose

In my lone winter garden

Rich with love fragrance

Wanting to flower

Like the morning rose

Living life anew

A burnt orange rose

Pressed between crumbling pages

Old relationship

Cyclone aftermath

Inundated flower beds

Petals soak in tears

Cyclone is blowing

Roses lamentably fall

Colored waterfalls

Thank you for viewing and for reading, my dear friends and readers!

Anita Bacha.