Love Faith And Roses Poem by Dev Ashish

Being in love they say is a wonderful feeling
Unspoken yet expressed through the eyes
Unseen yet felt in the air all around
Universal yet confined around the loved one
Unknown yet familiar to the heart
Yes, I have known that wonderful feeling
But what they don’t say is what matters
The voidness left after the love is lost
The wilderness in which you get lost
The silence which deafens your ears
The darkness which blindens your eyes
Yes, I am living with this feeling
Time which seemed to have stopped in love
Suddenly has begun moving so fast
Love they say is god’s gift to mankind
I ask you, o lord, why this suffering
God didn’t answer yet I could feel his taunt
Lost in my journey, I wandered lost
I saw a garden of roses glistening in dew
The morning rays adding to its beauty
The gardner plucking those beauties gently
Troubled I queried to the gardner
Why dear sir pluck these roses from plants
Devoiding the garden of its beauty
He smiled and answered humbly
My son, roses are like beautiful belles
Nothing is gained by not gathering the roses
A rose unplucked is but left to falling
To grovel in dust and wither away into nothingness
But gathering them is appreciating their worth
Worthy of being loved and presented with honour
I was intrigued and tried to pluck a budding rose
It stung me with its thorn blooding my finger
The gardner smiled at my tryst with destiny
He spoke as humbly as ever, still plucking,
Gentle care is to be taken plucking the rose
And after for as much as it is a pleasure
To the eyes, it can hurt you with thorns
My son, to fall in love with a belle is divine
But without due care, love’s labour is lost
Hurt it will much but kill it would never
Every blunt twig will grow into a new bud
Remember my son there’s always a beginning
With time every question is answered
I realized my ignorance and my folly
As I gained enlightenment the gardner was gone
Left in the garden was but the single bud
Which I tried in vain to pluck and got hurt
This time I plucked it with gentle care
Forgive me lord to question your ways
With a renewed zeal and hope
I began my quest for love again
For the one who deserves the rose
Rose, a symbol for my undying love!