Is love like a fresh rose?

Smarika Pandey

Is love like a fresh rose?
Alive in its glow
Does it bloom divine?
Or is it just a fragile sign?
Does its spark forever last?
Or it’s beauty disguises as a few days past?
Does it feel like a scene form a romantic song?
Or its scent lingers for not too long?
Does it speak in silence- soft yet deep?
Or it waters your eye with a gentle weep?
Does it stay the same forever- full of feeling?
Or it tears apart and requires time for healing?

Is love like a dried rose?
Once full of life, but now in a fragile phase
Does it still get loved even when the petals waned?
Or its vibrant hues have quietly restrained?
Does it fade its beauty in quite disguise ?
Or in its fained petals the true beauty lies?
Does it still hold the same glow?
Or is it radiating a different beauty no one knows?
Does it hold the same initial feeling inside?
Or it yells the truth time couldn’t hide?
Does it ache for the same memories to recall?
Or is it the timeless beauty in it after all?

Is love like the rose i keep?
Or is it just a promise, now buried deep?
Does it evolve through the years?
Or is it more profound for tears?
For me – its both the cases
The rose fresh and also with dried faces
Though their colors tamed
For me it’ll forever be the same
Though the beauty shifted to being soar
i feel the same love i did before
Though it has dried, i choose to keep it
As a symbol of love, that holds a piece of my every heartbeat
For love like a rose,
I’ll never let it die
I’ll forever cherish its beauty although years and years pass by!!

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