(*) Pink Confused A White Rose Red Poem by Sailing to windward
(*) Pink Confused A White Rose Red
Pink confused a red rose white
Dipping sun leads day to night.
Guileless dawn joins light with dark;
Hateless, awe-filled, works of art.
Nature paints each their skin;
Not a choice, nought to win.
No thorn pricked,no blood bled,
pink infused a white rose red.
I really liked this one....an interesting choice of white to red and red to white! I think it is very well done...short, to the point?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 8:55:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
the meter is very well constructed. very flirtatious poem, really enjoyed! keep writting.10/10