Scattered flowers;
on the high street.
The crowd went by,
in boots and high heels.
In a rush, I was;
yet, managed to stop.
ooh!!
I bent down in no know;
and up with a ‘rosebud’;
tiny bud and dainty stem.
I took it home,put it in water.
I wait for a hidden Rose;
within that ‘Rosebud’.
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The sea inside,
He carried in his heart.
A Spaniard,
a brave heart;
yet quadriplegic kind.
Life was dependant;
yet he lived with humour.
Many long for life;
he chose death.
A death with dignity.
where soul finds serenity.
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In ‘Heaven can wait’;
Henry Van Cleve says his mother;
about a lovely ‘rose’;
captivates him whole.
Mother says with slight concern;
“one can be certain the rose,
comes from a ‘fine’ rose bush.”
hmmm,
Times passed since,
yet, certain things must stay same.
Class defined by rarity,
kindness and quality.
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The time lived in past sometime;
lives again in my time.
I am amazed at this invention.
Emotions added;
to the pictures in motion.
Makes those faces evergreen;
that is the magic of silver screen.
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How weird??
the world, the people.
the society, the system.
Some don’t like their own kind;
some trying to be fair to all kind.
Somehow,
it has become fashion;
Not talking about GOD.
People lost their ways;
why is that God’s fault?
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A princess,
kind and noble.
A man
kind and caring.
Falls in love,
without a mention.
No Goodbyes said;
when duty called.
They go their ways from home;
this was the story of Holiday in Rome.
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The knowledge
I thought was a ‘treasure’.
But never knew,
knowing much;
can become,
‘a torture’.
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