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Alliteration Rose Poems | Alliteration Poems About Rose

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The red rose may be beautiful or grand
Sensual even LOVELY.  But still  only a
WINSOME  rose.
THEN....I strolled the garden BLUE
I saw the INDIGO ROSE 

The BLUEST I had ever seen
A TEASING picture of the 
stunning QUEEN.
The blue ROSE is EXOTIC, she feeds 
The WINSOME ROSE shame with
Professional precision on a petal plate
Of pleasing purity.

She sends the entire garden into bland oblivion.
A blue diamond glimmering in a GOLDEN heaven.
All other roses WILT of envy clamoring at her

When I set eyes upon this ROSE it so inspired me
To see what had not been seen.
The INDIGO GARDEN and all its splendor
Magnificent  presence
Pleasantly BEING. 

MAGNETIC practically hypnotizing
These are the INDIGO GARDEN guarded
Secrets I've been knowing


Copyright © VAL BROOKLYN Rogers BLK PANTHER | Year Posted 2015

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My Roses - 4 Lines

My Roses The palest, pastel, roses with pink petals stood Within a pretty porcelain vase of creamy white. He proudly left them there for me, a pure delight... Large and lovely, long-stemmed, leafy, lush...luxurious! Sandra M. Haight ~2nd Place~ Contest: 4 Line Contest Sponsor: Silent One Judged: 12/20/2015 1st line - Anagram - (palest, pastel, petals) 2nd and 3rd line - Couplet 4th line - Alliteration

Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2015

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The Red Rose Declines

The red rose declines in the cruelty of time
gentle sunsets fade in the midst 
from barely lonely skies,
silver streams die.

What of those days of sweet bliss
the tunes of a symphonic kiss
my soul miss,
and orbs of light are close

in search of emerald nights
the stalks of white ghosts
creeping softly upon shades of grey
the touch of deadly strokes.

Visions of slanted monsoons,
and flawless white pearl moons
hanging above the tides
 those opalescent hues of fire. 

Fall flaming chariots of deliverance 
oceans a glint 
billows glistening 
in gloaming of earth's tint.

The mystery of the quiet still
shards of glass scattered
across the twilight atmosphere
diamond coated tears.

Sublime, jet stream geyzers
and star night gazers
infuse scientific minds
like eagles soar high.

The beautiful water lily flower,
the Japanese iris,
 red bark cypress

there traced divine knowledge.

The minerals of the soil,
and treasures of spoil
the naked eye, though it be
finite will see.

Yet seasons come swiftly
Autumn, Summer, Fall, and Spring,
but still the red rose declines
in the cruelty of time.

Copyright © Phillip Knox | Year Posted 2012

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How dainty and shy is she
She is even ever so, she warms the soul.
If you do handle her, handle with carefulness.
If she is approachable at all.

Sweet and delicate a flower 
With a winter strength of gold 
So I suppose she knows her

This rose is so admired and LONELY
On winters dance floor.
For none other grows at the frigid
Cusp of this season except this rose

Watch her in the  most  frosted  temperatures,
She hoards  the empathy of passing strangers
On their way to festive affairs.
What a dizzying fanciful dessert 

Any and every heart would dote deliriously
One of life's priorities, this golden rose
Rosy, rosier, rosiest
Every other rose knows 

Fancies her, most fanciest, she's fancier
With her white snowflake dress 
The most  alluring. The golden quiet
Queen knowing her pose and poise

With silent rejoice.

Copyright © VAL BROOKLYN Rogers BLK PANTHER | Year Posted 2017

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Fallen Flower Flame

I painted the pests of parasites onto my own petals, blossoms and buds.
Wilted and weak, I remained bleak from all the blackouts.
Nauseous from ignoring mother nature's nectar, my greens grayed and my reds rusted.
My roots writhed from the rancid rain that I consumed, while the lattice of my leaves languished.
Spinning, I was thinning since my poisoned petals plummeted like falling rain.
Birds, butterflies and bees fled from me as if I was a dying star.
As I began to catch fire from my destructive desire, my thorns turned inward tearing me like a tornado.
The shame of shallow flames showed me a song of my praying spirit.
Rasping and gasping, I briskly blotted out the booze.
Patiently, I pruned my pollution.
Now, a book of blooms where my leaves prosper as pages and my roses rise as words.


Copyright © Chantelle Anne Cooke | Year Posted 2017

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On A Dog Named Rose

Rosy Rose rose above the rows of roses.

Copyright © Maureen McGreavy | Year Posted 2017

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African Rose

Genes of motherland made her, black, tender of lips of praise.
Her kind hand, wise mind and loving heart never fails.
Like the rose of covers but bear, of unders, but there.
Though sterm is thorny, rosiness is clear.

There’s a Rose in my heart, rooted deeply via art
There’s a Rose in my heart, weeds rounding her I cut
There’s a Rose in my heart, alive I sense the tune of delight
There’s a Rose in my heart, peer in my soul and uncover my insight

There is a Rose in my heart, flawless of reality finally discovered 
There is a Rose in my heart, balling my crystal this time I thee wed 
There is a Rose in my heart, introspection I made sight of beauty I gained
There is a Rose in my heart, providential I became thorns of disaster I destroyed

A hell of toy once folded my well, and then the rose came by
And uncovered the dark, and I now once again have a well of joy
Oh! Sweet Rose stay, then forever stay
Oh! Dear God I pray for this sweet Rose I Pray 

Copyright © Phindile Tukwayo | Year Posted 2008

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Like beautified
Double-winged butterfly
Took a ride beautiful

There I rose
And you I rode
On petals of a rose.

So I love
The hive of your love
For thence scent I rode.

In cool breezy saddle
On bright scented petals
I rode a red rose.

Copyright © Messoh Vincent | Year Posted 2017

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Incarnation of Love

Walk en route to Greenhouse,
Stuck prepossessed all pretty rose;

Mind bear pent up blues,
Find near pool of bliss;
Apart thee,no par clues!

Fragrance mixed up blowing Breeze;
whence dressed up in glowing hues?
Droplets acne turn ye Freeze?

Disastrous touch wanna pluck;
Outrageous punch done whole prick;
Fantabulous!If impart the trick.

Guys whoever Head over heels,
Buys forever Red armored tools;
Anxious soul lie at ease,
Gorgeous lass succumbs at last.
Inspired sight entails accede,
Expired Love!Though it Succeed!

Palpitate drum tunes Rhythm;
Exultant petals wake to bloom;

Of all colors,one picked out,
Dedicated Orison begets aesthetic;

Enthroned on Royal seat,
Sparkling stars over Bride`s Plait.

Among Flowers, Queen Thou might?
My crave wins ever by White!!!

Copyright © Matilda Divx | Year Posted 2017

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My rose flower

My rose,
We have been to, 
Customary court, 
We have been to court of appeals, 
It now for us to go and test, 
The Supreme Court. 
Justice Ben Agbata will be present that day, 
So tell me, 
How will you strike out the case.
Our purpose of going there is not to sue Rev. 
Ejike Mbaka like Chimaroke Nnamani, 
But because I idolize you thee. 
Not to see the passerby that there are not present, 
But to concubinage you. 
My kissing that day will be, 
While our, 
Rings will be thy ally’s ring. 
Bother not about the flowers, 
For you are a flower already.

Bar Elenus Ogeche will, 
Read out the case outline, 
But Hakunamatata will blow the whistle like referee, 
Bother not about the papers to be spent, 
For I am like Soludo. 
All this will I do because of thy beauty. 
Your body is as beautiful as the queen England, 
While thy lips is as sweet as honey.

1.	Beauty
2.	Importance of women
3.	The roles of the barristers
4.	Legality
5.	Equality 
6.	Peace and unity 

Copyright © poetvirginus ndubuisi | Year Posted 2017