O, Rose Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
O, Rose
If some one suggests with offer
I shall politely turn down an offer
Come straight way with the name of rose flower
And smell the fragrance sooner
It is only of its kind
To be named precisely as king
King of flowers
Red, pink or for that matter any color
Look at the natural blessings!
Almighty has shown clear leaning
Or favor to a majestic flower to show
When it naturally grows
What a mechanism to protect!
To keep others away from evil act
Thorns underneath to give test of punishment
What else you expect from nature at present!
IT is nice gift from brother to sister
And from daughter to kind father
It conveys the message of love and affection
No one turns nose to offer reaction
Such flower needs our attention
For all purpose its retention
In magic spell and fragrance
It is lovely and life time chance
The petals stand in elegance
They show color with presence
It is unique stand with plant
That is all we need and want!
Preeti Sabhar.. Look at the natural blessings! Almighty has shown clear leaning
My dear Hasmukh Bhai, Your poem has something rare and really great It reminds of a reply given to Romeo by Juliet A rose by any other name would smell as sweet KH Prabhu, Kumta, Karnataka - 58134 Jan 04,2014 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Sir, it's a beautiful poem... sweet expression. Loved it.
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shandaar great.. good poem