Blood On My Roses

Blood On My Roses sonnet poems

Uploaded by Tushar Biswas

Brambly winds has shaken the buds of your may
And may be your coral is much more red
And in the blue Mediterranean where she has lay
The dreams of a crystalline streams by her bed
Past her garden where this asphalt flowers have grown
Witnessing a rose dodging the coolness of peppermint wind
Where the Fragrance of your body seemed hiding alone
Behind the scent of shadows where your sidewalk ends
If you were not a bread of fragrant moon
I would purloin you to my garden of dreams
There you would ramble so deep into a swoon
Through the gentle moments where hopes grow with spring
After the dream when all of my false compare
Perorated with your blood on my red roses everywhere

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