Philo Yan

(Malaysia)

Days Of Wine and Roses


The beauty of fine wine,
Their lives so long entwined,
Bouquets of Roses love make,
Their struggles in life partake,
Where good, the bad, or ugly fake,
A bride and groom thus wake.
New roads still yet to discover,

To add yet red flower,
One union shared together
Will last forever and ever?

Submitted: Wednesday, September 05, 2012
Edited: Friday, September 07, 2012

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I wrote this poem based on my artist friend who drew a table with 2 glasses of wine and a big bouquet of red roses. The white table cloth represents their wedding. The couple has been married for 45 years. The path besides the table represents their life struggles, the good and the bad times. The road end is unseen which symbolizes the unseen future.

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