Sharing with you my most recent poem... Rachna The Rose Satin pink petals Adorn the jewels of dew Bosom oozing nectar Satiating hungry drones Oh! lovely mater Slender green torso Skin flecked with pricks Standing armoured to sting The greed drawing close Gazing at the red drop Feeling the pain within The rose no more a wonder I proceed to pluck again The rose in the hand Triumph in the heart Awe suppressed by motive Lovely mater gone…
