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(Rey Prameshwara)

Selasa, 11 September 2012

All Those Beautiful Roses

Image: Red Roses by Sasukekun22/Wikipedia
 
I have seen those roses,
Were in bloom so dearly.
Reddest red roses were clearly
Reflected in your eyes.

A garden in a valley between two mountains,
I saw when I was lost in many dream's faces.
On an old wooden bench near two oval fountains,
You sat amidst fresh sweet scent of nearby roses.

I kept on standing where I was,
Admiring the sight that I saw.
I knew I wanted to be lost
Forever there. And still I know.

It was you who had made my view
Clear from mists of mourning battle.
And it's always because of you,
Scent of those roses are gentle.

I might not say a single word
Nor sighed as sign of my presence,
And sure I can always afford
Being silent as in my absence.

I adore those beautiful colours of flowers.
And I, more, adore that beautiful soul of yours.

You said you loved those roses when
They were lit by the morning sun.
They were lovely as always then
Brought to life so much joy and fun.

So the charm of roses I took
And planted under my window.
May next morning their lovely look
Sweep away sadness and sorrow.

No clouds hanging as sun rises
In the sky but only a few.
And all those beautiful roses
Will always remind me of you.

Rocky roads, muddy paths, where all my life's fallen,
I dare to walk over again to see the sight
Of how those roses are in bloom in the garden,
With morning dews in their petals, shiny and bright.

Never wither, nor fade.
I see them in bloom now.
All those beautiful roses grow,
Sweetly within your heart.


ditulis oleh Rey Prameshwara

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