Metaphorical Poetry

WOMAN, A ROSE GARDEN






"Me"

is a rose Garden

Where

There`s a strict vigilance

And

A fat warden.

Visitor`s attracted with

The beauty and glow of my face

Which`s really

The Entrance and Reception Gate.

Black and Brown

With lashes of some Red silky hair

Spread over the Shoulders and back,

Falls over there and attracts the snare.

Small eye-brows with eye lash-s,

It works in Night

As Flash.

The beautiful open Lips

Make the person to Slip.

This found to be main Entry

For the

Darling , the marvelous Gentry.

Next

The gallery prevails the whole neck

There starts the way to sack.

Marvel domes stand like the Rocks

Thinking him to rest and Talk.

The place`s mix of

Velvet and Linen.

God Himself

Serves the wine and Lemon

To make him to think

In heaven.

The warm Blood starts

Moving Fast,

For the Next

To see the Last.

But

They`re surprised to see

The Notice Board,

Entry Prohibited on this Dangerous Road.

Ahead Falls

"A Beautiful Black Rose"

Hence

The road is closed.





~~~~*HARASH MAHAJAN*~~~~





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