On Seeing You, I Found A Red Rose Standing Before Me Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

On Seeing You, I Found A Red Rose Standing Before Me



On seeing you, I found you a red rose
Standing before me,
A red rose abloom, afresh
Dazzling with
The sweet colour,
Its strange loveliness,
Attraction and charm.

A maiden so lovely and fascinating,
Sweet and redolent,
Standing under the night,
Drenching in the mist
And dew drops,
A beauty so exquisitely beautiful.

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