When the world goes to sleep,
When everything is hushful, When the most attractive things lose their beauty, A garden rose stands all alone, resolving to fulfill her duty.
Her petals keep on falling
One after the other. Slowly, but to return again, To the ground where they are gathered.
She is still a pretty sight
To those who pay attention, And the source of an on-looker’s delight Or a passer-by’s distraction.
She stands there on her own
Accompanied by breezes only, That sway her to and fro. Oh! She does look lonely.
Well, at least she thinks she does.
But say this I simply must That there is someone nearby Who will love her by and by. Browse Companion Poems Deft words on Flower Abundant thoughts on Girl
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I am a girl who loves English literature, Mathematics and French. The dull skies during the rainy season bring me the most joyous thoughts and feelings..
My boo boo what have we become, I’m so depressed an all alone. I’m desperate and somewhat oppressed, What’s a man to do when he’s distressed. Try to touch you but to no avail, All my efforts are quickly unrailed.
The lanes of my heart will be straight when you’ll leave It will never turn back to those steps you left Neither it will hold on those strings you weaved Nor will it wait for the shadow you shed The
You may be a king, you may be a queen, royal blood may flow in your veins, born with a silver spoon in mouth, you may own entire world; still you’re but a dust. Sky may be your inheritance, oceans
When a rose turns old petals fall but the rose bud remains and its beauty and fragrance leaves a lasting impression in our minds Sure the beauty and fragrance of a rose lasts but briefly but the rose garden goes
There is no question. There is no need to teach me a lesson. No one likes me. This is why they leave me be. How do I know? I have neither friend nor foe. They sit in groups, And leave