Drop By Drop Poem by Rani Turton
Drop By Drop
The most beautiful rose has thorns perhaps as a reminder
That thorns prick and fingers bleed
Drop by drop, dripping
You were like that rose: the most beautiful one
Entranced I caressed it's petals
In a trance I conjured up dreams
Drop by dropp by drop
I can paint the flower I cannot paint the pain
That's how it is
The very delight the sight the smell
Have contributed to this pain
Dew dropp by drop
Rain dripping dripping
Roses have thorns
And thorns have roses
And, when you walk on by
My fingers bleed dropp by drop
My heart, unseen, softly weeps
Drop by drop.
I can understand the pain.Nice write.Similar thought in my poem Rose too. If time permits kindly read it.Thanks for sharing
roses and thorns, joy and pain, agony and ecstasy are inseparable. a very touching poem 10 Thanks Rani MAMTA
Your pen sleeps alongside your heart I am sure, a sad poem yet full of warrmth and feeling and a pleasure to read Paris 10 x
deep, profound...mellowed...touching heart where it has to sathya narayna
Rani this is a wonderful poem..roses got thorns and thorns got roses.... from experience I tell you for roses I got most of the time thorns.. that is life..10 (that p of dropp has got a permenant problem in PH) Rema
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Sorry can't correct the word 'drop' with its double 'p'! I tried, I tried.