Monday, August 3, 2009

The Fragile Rose

Digging up memories she once saved

In that box buried in the timeless ground

That one rainy day when all she craved

Was to reflect on her life another round


And so it happened one stormy night,

Closing doors left empty tracks behind.

A prank of God for our crooked kind,

Yet her laughter was all one could find.


Strange how I could know this person in entirety,

When only twice I've heard this girl's voice.

Strange how we've diverged so many times,

Yet got back and made the right choice.


Under a spell of black magic potion

Her hands move like petals across the paper

Changing the world with such a devotion

Even while just sipping her joe.


Petals paint the words that can move the soul,

To another level of dimension,

Bearing power to sow the seeds

Of accord in the roots of dissension.


Innocence hidden behind the eternal mock,

Under the guise of eyebrows of sarcasm and bluff.

One of those things that drives us mad,

Yet we never seem to be satisfied enough.


She can dance her way through dark caverns,

And knit brightness all around,

Paint the serenity on our faces,

With colors and life abound.


Justice in our hands, poetry in our veins

Sitting in the classroom or maybe chasing trains

Doesn’t matter where we are, she always makes my day

The holy book by my side, listening to me pray


Silly questions, Silly games,

Wild answers, and calling names.

Doesn’t matter where we are, she always makes me smile,

Even though we're far apart by a thousand miles.


Dazed we are about the world's mysteries,

How one mind can be split in three,

In the likes of us for we tread the same ground,

Scattered in the world all around.


How this will elevate the look on her face,

Only one shall see while the other paint the picture in his mind,

The Dark Lord, shall go waltzing while the Beaver stands to watch,

Till only mysteries and doubts are left to find.


Standing amidst the maple fields,

Keeping the color of her life pressed close.

Petal follows petal, as she brings us love,

For she's the Fragile Rose.

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This is my first collaboration with Jussi aka Cabadath as a birthday present to one of my best friends Roosa aka The Fragile Rose . Check the blogs of both these guys if you dig genious and kickass poetry! I had real fun writing this with Jussi, which is partly cos of the person we were writing this for. :) HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROSE!! ^^

1 comment:

Roccari said...

What a present! x] Happy B-day, Roosa!