If Roses gave away their beauty Violated and the thorns all torn They just become some dried out flower With head hung low in shame
If Roses gave away their glory The majesty that perfumes the air If they were torn and then uprooted They would stand head hung low, in shame.
If Roses gave away their beauty If they discarded their mystic way They would become a common flower To use to brighten up a day.
If Roses gave away their beauty Loves symbol would be forever lost For man would lose his art of romance His heart of passion, for a prickly thorn.
If Roses lost their beauty Love would be difficult to define The garden is so full of flowers But none, for a heart refined.
So men protect the Roses Perfume your candles with their scent Don’t touch the thorns For they’ll prick your passions Enrich your lives to the very end.
If Roses gave away their beauty And grew without a thorny stem They just become a forlorn flower The death of passion and of love. :)ALADY'SLIFE
This poem depicts the sanctity of love and how precious and delicate it is The rose is not just any flower, its the one you choose to demonstrate your inner most feelings, prone to humiliation and pain. The thorns are to waken the passion you wish to live your life, with the person of your choosing.The Rose must never be violated by the breaking of the thorns:)
Ralph Waldo Emerson He who is in love is wise and is becoming wiser, sees newly every time he looks at the object beloved, drawing from it with his eyes and his mind those virtues which it possesses.