Saturday, 17 April 2010

rosy mask

velvety soft,
the delicate petals
tender gentleness
into our being,

the subtle scent
touches our soul
its wholeness
fires our love

we sing paeans to it

yet the rose hides its pain
behind the masks of thorns
and I wonder why

30 comments:

  1. Rose has a right to act like a human sometime..isn't it? Your imagination and creativity is profound.. excellent..

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  2. Really beautiful words.

    There must be many wonders in this world that protect their beauty against intruders. I can accept that.

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  3. Deep words, and a good question.

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  4. The idea of rose thorns being masks is refreshing and creative! Lovely thoughts!

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  5. It makes you think...and do a lot of human comparisons. Thanks for the lovely poem.

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  6. You have me wondering why, too. Beautifully done.

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  7. A soft and delicate poem. The visual image and metaphor of the rose and thorns is excellent.

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  8. Very beautiful and thought provoking.

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  9. so much easier to share pleasure than pain? n'est-ce pas ma chere?

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  10. A wonderfully gentle, yet vivid, poem. The scent of roses wafted across my imagination while reading it.

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  11. is it rose season in Dehli? I like the images--the feel and smell

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  12. Now do it in reverse Quatami.

    I wonder why
    behind the mast of thorns
    the rose hides its pain

    we sing paeans to it

    fires our love
    its wholeness
    touches our soul
    the subtle scent

    into our being
    tender gentleness
    the delicate petal
    velvety soft.

    It read beautifully either way. Thank you.

    b

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  13. Beautiful tale of what it feels like to be wearing a mask. The mask doesn't change things but it gives us a place to hide from the rest. :)
    ..

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  14. A lovely poem about wonder and beauty, protection and pain.

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  15. balance in everything. point and counterpoint. beautifully done.

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  16. Very nice, and I like that B pointed out it can be read in both directions. Doubly cool!

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  17. a mask....a way to protect......

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  18. hm people do that dont they, hide their pain behind thorns.

    love the poem

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  19. The rose is a bit of a paradox, isn't it?

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  20. beautiful words that caught me in a twist. always wondered why those thorns were there.

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  21. lovely words
    many have wondered at the rose behind the thorns
    perhaps so that we approach with presence and appreciation.

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  22. This was lovely...something so beautiful and masked as well- perfet

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  23. such a sweet melody to this poem. very beautiful imagery, great use of alliteration. i like it :) also interesting to see how it reads backwards, very nice. reminds me of something silly i wrote once (a form of poetry that someone i knew made up):

    Baiser Immortel / Immortal Kiss


    His rose lips wet, his heartbeat still
    Absent regret, leans in to kill
    A suck so tame, her skin so sweet
    Love bite does claim, her life complete
    As ivory seeks deeper lust
    He hungrily devours thus
    And penetrates, down to the soul
    Reveals the fate, by moon-light stole
    By moon-light stole, revealing fate
    Down to her soul, he penetrates
    Devouring, so hungrily
    Seeks deeper lust, with ivory
    Her life complete, love bite does claim
    Her skin so sweet, a suck so tame
    Leans in to kill, absent regret
    His heartbeat still, his rose lips wet

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  24. beautiful one Gautami....:)

    i like how u did the prompt..., it's just simply amazing!

    and some of your followers just made some more wonders, isn't it?

    thanks for supporting my prompt!

    Amity

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  25. Life is very sad and fleeting. Love comes and goes before you realize it was the one true love
    Beautiful.


    Melanie

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  26. truly a paradox. such beauty wearing a crown of thorns

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