I Sat And Tore Rose Petals Poem by Vera Sidhwa

I sat and tore rose petals you see.
Today nothing mesmerized me.
The reflection in the nearby pond,
Seemed so serene with a sound.

I sat and tore rose petals you see.
Nothing seemed to bother me.
I stirred the water in the pond,
With a stick,
And it moved just a little bit.

My rose petal morning was a glory in it self.
It's perfection could not be questioned.
It's scenery couldn't be better.
So I stayed there,
And I sat and tore rose petals you see.