Rain Drops On Roses
I initially once thought
Things look nice in lines and curves.
The power to imagine
Things on white paper
But nature defines beauty.
Watching the clouds cry boohoo
And the tears wetting roses.
No art can show it
Tears rolling down its own sleeves
So fragile and yet so sleek
Such poetry as it bends
No art can show it
Raindrops drops with elegance
As it pats the light petals
Leaving drops which reflects light
What art can show that?
Contest name: Wilojie
Name: Okunsebor Williams
Date: 27/12/2012
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
