My Rose

A single rose in my rose plant,
the fragile heart of love;
I choose, you from the world,
I hold you in my hands,
Oh, how one, you caught me
ablaze of colours, apart from rest
reflected in my violin notes;
and lured me, with fragrant scent;
of my crimson tunes;
silken smoothly tender petals;
and with a fragile heart,
given my love to you,
moistened of dew;
touching my soul, with
your beauty that never dies.

A feeling of strong;
A feeling of so wish;
A feeling of so special;
A feeling of love, that
I have for you neither to others

The love I feel on heart;
my single rose in world;
the sweet smile of you,
make me to hold you
forever on love, with love.

A song in my heart,
shared many joys;
felt some sorrows;
my true love on you;
awaken me of thy! pleasures.

by I.P. GOPIKRISHNAN PISHARODY

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