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Age Rose Poems | Age Poems About Rose

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Details | Rhyme |

The Blossoming Elderly

Where are all the elderly?
Where did they all o?
Like a blossom they withdraw
From the bitter sorry cold.

Just caress a little bit
With warmth fro the cold
And you'll find they're in your hands
And the blossom's now a rose.

Brenda Elizabeth Rose

Copyright © Brenda Rose | Year Posted 2015


Details | Hybronnet |

Blushing Rose

Hi guys, please go through my poem wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare about imperial and blushing rose..

Blushing Rose 

Glowing in the early dawn,
Hey my beautiful rose..
Your aromatic fragrance has touched my soul..
Each and every united petals of yours vibrates me, making me alive..
O'wild rose, You stroked my heart!!

Falling on my face, You are the one who don't make deceitful pretences..
You are the one who endowed me a smile as a surprise..
Your charismatic posture embedded in a deep space of my heart..
O'delirious rose, You flicked my soul!!

Wrapped by disliking thorns and spines..
Loves the spirit you cheerfully withstand..
My eyes are desperately thirsty to have a quick glance of your tendered feature..
O'chaotic rose, You twitched my nerves!!

Your dusky red colour..
enamoured my entire body..
Enigmatic cheers on my lips..
I wanna kiss you forever forever..
Holding you in my hands, bending on my knees..
O'ferine rose u reached the highest peak of my heart!!

Amongst the bushes and raw grass,
My heart got connected with you..
Chromatically waving in an air..activating my sense
Inspiring me making my d-day delighted..
O'glimmering rose,trustworthily you ignited passion inside me!!

Glimpse of yours make me kinetized,my blushing pearl..
Freakly taking a deep breathe,my blossoming chics..
Flaming love in my heart i can offer you..
O'amorous rose, for that You have to be mine..be mine My Queenliest love.. !!

Copyright © Madhavi Sarjare pagare | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |

Red Roses

Their petals are falling as their colors change
It wasn’t this way before but is it strange?
These roses are dying in delicate sweet sorrow
Will their love shed too? Or will it see tomorrow?
Petals and love falling slow like soft snowflakes
A little change in season is all it takes,
But will these roses bloom again in a new morn?
Will their love come back to greatly adorn?

Will their beauty be gone forever once it fades away?
Or will it come back to make everything okay?
For what will the roses be worth if their beauty dies forever?
Will the image and value from them permanently sever?
Will the light in their eyes suddenly become dark?
As their splendor and significance steadily grow stark? 
Or will they rise like light at the beginning of dawn?
And be reborn more beautiful than a swan?


Copyright © Literrius Miller | Year Posted 2013


Details | Romanticism |

Love needs Two Hearts

Love cannot bloom,
love cannot go on,
love cannot persue it dreams,
love cannot be what it is meant to be,
love cannot be where it is supposed to be,
if love doesn't have two hearts.

Love needs two hearts to be true,
Like water to a dried rose
makes it bloom in spring weather
with such glory and beauty.
Love cannot be true if one heart
doesn't love the other.
Care, trust, honesty and loyalty
in love it has no boundaries,
it has no color, it has no age,
like a fine wine or an aged whiskey
it grows better with time.
But love cannot fullfill without the other half.

If a woman loves man,
let her love him,
if you love me,
than love me, but if my heart is gone
and cannot be found in such relation with you
then I must halt, till my heart comes around.
If it never does show with the first light of morning,
then it wasn't meant to be with thee.
Come now, do not shed a tear for me,
a simple heathin, who cries havoc
when something doesn't go his way.
Do not cry, do not shed your one of a kind tears
for a souless man, for a heartless man like I,
but do not blame me,
if my heart cannot be found.

Love needs two hearts,
not one or the other can survive
without each other.
Love is patient, love is kind,
but with ever lover comes another.
And we will all fall in great and deep love,
be intoxicated with each other,
and our sweet kisses that God himself would shed a tear
for such beauty that still exisits.
Love needs two hearts,
you cannot have one, without the other.

Copyright © Chris Boskovski | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

Dad's rose

Alluring rose,
Lost some petals,
Little withered,
But still whiffing her odor

All he said to her,
That one day she will bloom,
For thorns are all she needs,
For it’s in her stars,
To be a lover’s delight
To be a wedding’s wreath,
To be last gift of a living to dead

Alluring rose,
Lost some petals,
And he stayed there,
She needed him but water and sun

For gems of purest rays serene,
She is born to blush unseen,
She will 
She will be a delight
And all then a father will do,
Is seeing her off from aisle with smile….
 

Copyright © Shiraz Iqbal | Year Posted 2014

Details | Haiku |

rose is beauty

rose is beauty like u
once crushed,
she would dissolve 
in the lap of soil,
with her tattered dreams
like every indian women

Copyright © sneha nair | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |

The Bloom Off The Flower,The Dying Of The Rose

The Bloom Off The Flower, Dying Of The Rose

Old,blind and very ill, they wait to die
Growing cold with chill they sadly lie.
Ravages of Time eats away heart and might
Until sunny day becomes a darkened night.

In this world Time brings on that spirit
Savaging body, so silent we never hear it.
Broken down,resting in an old folk's home
Sad dying souls never again to ever roam. 

As Death arrives there is no ringing bell
only the one way trip, to Heaven or Hell.
Or the trip into a dark and long dirt nap
buried deep into the grave's earthen trap.

What was once singing, love and solid gold
now is sin's judgment on these dying old.
Bloom off the flower, dying of the rose
all facing it cry mournfully as it goes!

Robert J. Lindley, 06-18-2015

Note: A dark one but much truth rests deep within.
Copyright © 2015 Robert Lindley

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

The wilted Rose

The wilted Rose A man gave me a bouquet of flowers A hundred years ago The roses preserved Inside the photo books of time I am wilted Wrinkled with folds Where I once was sassy and somewhat bold Now I am just stories told I sit in the garden, me and the flowers All of us waiting, the seasons to come to an end I have lost my beauty Shadows and angels and the shivering cold My god how the hell did I grow so old
I am not old, but listening to my grand ma ma I imagined her thinking these thoughts! She will always be beautiful in my heart!

Copyright © Aurore Severo | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

a prime rose

The weakened soft thoughts lay humble 
within future coats 
a darkened past tracks scampered shines 
forth a morning of immortal moved elements 
it will bring away 
a prime love can't be replaced 
and thus it comes 
a very open hide light of it's first sight 
in pursued windows of no time 
sun anyway goes down and hot as hell 
by age 
gray visions,left behind in desire, 
revealed 
delicious empty shades of dawns 
filds or doors 
just dusk doors 
and spilled life only are 
these present words 

Copyright © Weightless Pen | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme |

Roses Fairly They Excel With Beauty


Roses 
Roses 
Roses
Fairly they excel with beauty

Seen from my window whence  I awake
Ajar the scent whiffs in as the dawn breaks

Cool kiss upon my face
Lace  expression of emotion with  grace

Withered soul age has brought about
 A child within lured out

A chair amongst the roses worn bare
Lingers in the garden there

Roses 
Roses 
Roses
Fairly they excel with beauty


A sip from my cup of tea 
Under the big willow tree

Spring breeze blew its mirth of foreplay
Banners of verdant green slightly sway 

Roses 
Roses 
Roses
Fairly they excel with beauty

Withered soul age has brought about
A child within lured out

11/18/2016

Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2016

Details | Haiku |

Rose

Beautiful rose
Youths folly
Hidden fragrance
True loves intended

Copyright © Audrey Poore | Year Posted 2016

Details | Limerick |

ROSE

I am called splendid rose by everyone
No mean I am says anyone 
They say they are pricked up by thorns to own
Don't they know inbetween thorns I am born 
Ever they understand amidst thorns I am worn.

Copyright © aruna yadav | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |

The Rose

The rose is a most beautiful flower
And it gives off the most glorious scent
It is mostly called the flower of Love
It’s fragrance from heaven lent

Its beauty has inspired legends
Hither and yon all over  the land
It has been involved in Gentlemen
Asking for a lady’s hand

It has decorated wedding days
And been there when love dies
It has been present so many times
As it inspired wishful sighs 

Any color can be thought of
From deep pink to a sunset red
A beautiful single scarlet rose
On the pillow of a lady’s bed

The beauty of the rose is famous
No matter the color you choose
Its blooms are inspired by all
Depending on which color you use 
 
It is sad to watch its beauty fade
As petals fall from the rose sublime
Age has taken its toll on the rose
Even its beauty no match for time

Is there a lesson here for me?
No it is just the way things unfold
All life has its moment of glory
But not all the wonder gets told
Connie Moore

Copyright © Connie Moore | Year Posted 2014

Details | ABC |

Pete Rose

Pete Rose great baseball player but banned from the Hall of Fame
It does matter if weigh 150 pounds or 350 Pounds we are still the same
USA the Most power county helps other counties 
Lance Armstrong fell of and neither got back to the top
The State you live is your State no can take away from you
Ned Corkery 9/17/14

Copyright © ned corkery | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

Silent Red Rose

“Silent Red Rose” She's silent... just a thought of what's to come. As the morning sunlight shines and warms her sleeping body, she stretches her arms, to embrace the coming of a new day. The air... moistened, by the dew of effervescent night, bathing her... in a glistening shower of quenching life. Sparrows and butterflies, eagerly awaiting... as she lifts her head up to the sky, breathing... in the air, of peace and quiet tranquility. The songs... of crickets, and fluttering hummingbird wings, echoing... on the breeze, as she opens her eyes to new sunrise. Feeling... the glory in natures presence, she peels away outer shells of seclusion, blinding... all things, with her deep untamed inner beauty. In sudden waves... of ecstasy, she bursts forth with brand new life, serenity beyond imagination. Vibrant... red lips kiss the sky, soft skin caresses my soul, her fragrance... sedates, even the wildest of nature's beasts. Her presence... warms my heart, day, after day, after day, repeating... the moments of rapture for all to see. As with all life, the time... had come for her soul to rest, vibrant colors...replace, as she prepares for eternal sleep, head hangs low with exhausted breath. Tears... from clouds, surrender as she withers away, and falls... back, to the arms of heavenly angels. A gift... to the eyes, of the ones that were left behind, leaving reminders... of a life to behold, buds of new hope to enchant our lives. A perfumed breeze blows, as her spirit now goes, to the heavens so high above... she sent all her love, on the wings of a dove, from the petals of a silent red rose. Copyright 2011 Jason Palm

Copyright © Jason Palm | Year Posted 2017

Details | Tanka |

A Wilted Rose

in a slender vase
on the bare bedside table
a faded rose droops...
my love, drained and time consumed
succumbs to fragility

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Contest: One of Three~Tanka
Sponsor: Laura Loo
© 25th June 2017

Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2017

Details | Tanka |

Wilted Rose

Wilted Rose

Sweetheart debutante,
queen of the Medeso Ball,
has much elegance. 

She struts and styles on her cane,
old and wrinkled, wilted Rose.

6/22/17

Copyright © Janis Thompson | Year Posted 2017

Details | Tanka |

WILTED ROSE

WILTED ROSE shade of wilted rose bleakness fails fragile hips wind-whispered embers drought’s tearless petals crumble the dike’s plugged with pricked finger Tanka Form 6/20/2017

Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

A Red Red Rose

Red Rose
Crimson face
Sucking on a fag
Red Rose
The old bag
Everything starting to sag
Red Rose
The old hag 
Looks like a man in drag
Red Rose
All dried up
Needs no more jam-rag


Copyright © Stefan Badham | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

Solace In A Rose


feeling sharp as steel
just to let you know the deal
life is in the spinning wheel
outside in the yard
a new day is coming
people get ready
the sun is a rising on every nation
now is a good time to take a break on a long vacation
I treasured a red rose
that was plucked a time before

my very soul permeates sweet lasting love
speaking words of kindness
losing a soul that binds us
there's something about the color red
calming a soul when your feeling bad
searching for the latest trend or fad
It's a whole new world
gazing stars in full bloom
settling your nerves with a tender mood
sought solace in a rose
where as some sweep things
underneath the rug
with love that is inside of me
taking the call onward in society
a reason to be

Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2017