Thursday, April 15, 2010

The Violated Rose

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.

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.


Akelamalu said...

Lovely words, you illustrate so well the fragility of both the rose and love. :)

A Lady's Life said...

Thanks Akelamalu :)