A Legacy Of Love

A Legacy Of Love short poem

Photo by Marchnwe

A black rose
in the snow

forlorn it stood
in bitter cold

alone and pining
for a loving touch..

to pluck it
and take it
to adorn
a crystal flower vase

the sly thorn
love’s fingers

the rose
and trickled
as a
red rose

the red patch
froze …to clot
on the snow
…as a
legacy of love!!!

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Loved your poem:)

ammu sachariah

Lovely poem. If love plucks the flower to keep it in the crystal vase to adorn it, the prick of thorn is nothing.That pain also will be sweet.
Well written. I enjoyed it.

ammu sachariah

Love never flows spontaneous .Some times there will be a hurt somewhere in the heart. That will be sweet
memories later.

Savi Mani

a wonderful poem and equally awesome caption……The Legacy of Love…love took the lonely rose to adorn it and while doing so it got hurt but that hurt that pain is nothing compared to the love…..loved the Legacy of Love………so beautifully written


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