Tuesday, June 2, 2009

ROSE



"she was a rose
About to bloom
scared of thorns
If it hurts her or not
She hide away as a bud,
Until the day nature mother asked her to bloom
she said that she is scared off but,
Her time in this world was about to end,
Her destiny was to show off her beauty
And spread her aroma
which she was hiding
Crying ,shivering she blossomed
Saw the wonderful world around her
Drops of tears added to her beauty
Perfume she wore enhanced her charm
she realised that thorns are her part and not her enemies
But unaware of real world other than thorns,
she tried spreading her beauty around
The world was cruel and she was plucked
Sold her along a bunch of flower"








(its just to check how it will be if i write a poem and i had a hell lot courage to publish this:).....i understood my level ,so no more attempts........thank u....)

7 comments:

slow processor said...

Appu...
'Viva' Kazhinjathu kondu njan just stopped writing..and u started ???
rose...
red rose?Hmm?:-)
Waiting for the next one...fast fast,one by one...

Aparna V.S said...

No white rose,peace....i dont know some symptoms of mental shock after viva....:)

Amal Bose said...

beautiful work..
really loved the theme.. u have to do what u r supposed to do without fear of what might happen to u.
keep writing
:) cheers

Aparna V.S said...

ya i know amal,thanx 4 comment n support.saw ur blog nw.its worth reading...thnx again

lakshmi said...

Hi
it is a wonderful start
hope to see many more from you
have a great day
:)

deeps said...

I thought no one is a born poet or become one accomplished over night!!!
It s a wonderful attempt and surely we are looking forward to more n more …

Aparna V.S said...

thank u all for the encouragement