Rose Poems
The Glove And The Lions
by James Henry Leigh Hunt
King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport,
And one day as his lions fought, sat looking on the court;
The nobles filled the benches, and the ladies in their pride,
And 'mongst them sat the Count de Lorge, with one for whom he sighed:
And truly 'twas a gallant thing to see that crowning show,
Valour and love, and a king above, and the royal beasts below.
Ramped and roared the lions, with horrid laughing jaws;
They bit, they glared, gave blows like beams, a wind went with their paws;
With wallowing might and stifled roar they rolled on one another;
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Tithonus
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
The woods decay, the woods decay and fall,
The vapours weep their burthen to the ground,
Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath,
And after many a summer dies the swan.
Me only cruel immortality
Consumes; I wither slowly in thine arms,
Here at the quiet limit of the world,
A white-hair'd shadow roaming like a dream
The ever-silent spaces of the East,
Far-folded mists, and gleaming halls of morn.
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Fern Hill
by Dylan Thomas
Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
The night above the dingle starry,
Time let me hail and climb
Golden in the heydays of his eyes,
And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns
And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves
Trail with daisies and barley
Down the rivers of the windfall light.
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The Stone
by Wilfrid Wilson Gibson
"And will you cut a stone for him,
To set above his head?
And will you cut a stone for him--
A stone for him?" she said.
Three days before, a splintered rock
Had struck her lover dead--
Had struck him in the quarry dead,
Where, careless of a warning call,
He loitered, while the shot was fired--
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The Canonization
by John Donne
For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love,
Or chide my palsy, or my gout,
My five grey hairs, or ruin'd fortune flout,
With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve,
Take you a course, get you a place,
Observe his Honour, or his Grace,
Or the King's real, or his stamped face
Contemplate, what you will, approve,
So you will let me love.
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who said
by atef ayadi
do not ask what my IQ is,
ask whose empire it serves.
do not test my EQ,
test if i weep for your enslaved children.
do not quantify my soul,
quantify the graves dug by your greed.
is it rose--volt black velvet, or ken-&-dee,
who was shut down the same day like a pigeon,
with king, mal.com.x, and other black canaries.
some said the "sea i aye"
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The Specter of the Rose
by Jinsky Antawail
I open my eyes, a dream wearing thin
Your perfumed breath settled into my skin
I follow your path, to your voice I’m sworn
a grasping hand that’s been struck by your thorn
You plucked me away in twinkling night air
hands swiftly unweaving love undeclared
no root could hold on, no voice would remain
so I myself turn, and drift now away
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Smile Of Rose
by Adelana Victor
In the garden of my heart, there grows a rose,
a mystery, a beauty, the one my heart chose.
Her smile, a radiant bloom in the twilight's grace,
a secret enhancement, a captivating embrace.
Oh, smile of rose, like petals soft and rare,
in your gentle laughter, I find solace there.
Your eyes, like stars that twinkle in the night,
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Rosa
by Saleh Ben Saleh
Rosa the gem of flowers
the queen of every plant,
in spring she wears her fineries,
her beauty the eyes enchant.
Her colours are so attractive blushing with every hues,
her aroma is so romantic
to every love a muse.
Her greenish dress is gorgeous covering her prickly stem,
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If it was a dream
by Ibtissam Ibrahim
If it was a dream .. from my spate fingers ,
I would draw you a rose
And on my eyeball I would plant you a longing smile
You would be a home , reduce the evening in a star
And sun never admits defeat,
against legions of the rain
If it was a dream
I would plant your land with thousand laughs
To raise basil and roses on your face
When we dream ..the life settles in its cradle
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