Rose Angel (acrostics)

by Meena Krish   Oct 31, 2009


Radiant beauty guarded by auburn thorns
Opens her arms of love to a green world,
Sprinkling the gift of life upon earth which
Envelopes a dark forest with her morning glory.

Alas this princess a prisoner among thorns
No man can touch or feel her undying splendor
Grieves behind a lustrous smile of wonder,
Engaged to the deep roots of her past whilst
Languishing in her love when day meets night.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Exquisitely Done, A Most Magnificent Write!!!

  • 15 years ago

    by Dreamofolwin

    A truely awesome write! So beautifully crafted and put together :) Wonderful Meena. .. I loved it!

  • 15 years ago

    by Fran

    A highly original and enjoyable poem. I did also wonder if the Rose was a metaphor, either way well written.

  • 15 years ago

    by Ingrid

    Somehow this reads like one big metaphor about a beautiful woman, who is lonely in spite of her looks..something about a past haunting her?

    I don't know, I could be wrong about this all, but the poem is beautiful, with or without a second layer hidden:)

    God bless,

    5/5 Ingrid

  • 15 years ago

    by Sylvia

    Love this. The Rose Angel, how unique. Two of my favorite things, roses and angels. Well done.

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