Rose
- Rumish Ali Saif
- Apr 18, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: Apr 18, 2021
The scented flower with ecstatic beauty which rules every heart has its own melancholic tale of eternal pain to tell. I would like one to take a dive into the beguiling other side of the flower "Rose".
Rose
𝑰 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅, 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅, 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒛𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕. 𝑰 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏, 𝑶𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒆, 𝑰𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆'𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒓, 𝑴𝒚 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒇 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆, 𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕? 𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒘 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒆, 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏'𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒕. 𝑨𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑴𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆, 𝑴𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕, 𝑺𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒆. 𝑴𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅, 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒅. 𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝑰 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌, 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌. 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝑰 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒆, 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅, 𝑩𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅, 𝑩𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆.
Sense the pain beneath the very beauty of Rose. The enchanting flower grows while being grappled with thorns. A message behind this is to tell the truth of life, that nothing comes without pain and sacrifice....
- Rumish Ali Saif
Ohh my god!!!!... Rumish!!!!..that's fantastic.
You have come a long way.. Lots of love to you.
As beautiful as a rose..❤️
The fragrance, the scent like rose we can feel in your poem too.... marvelous depiction, beautiful imagination. How you feel joy and pain of non living things is incredible. That is the beauty within you...God bless my child...lots of love