It's My Rose Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

It's My Rose



It's my rose, most beautiful rose,
It's really unique and distinctive in my garden,
Only I can perceive its class and excellence.
They say it's an inferior rose,
As it has no sweet fragrance,
They are absolutely stupid in this context,
They need special sense to smell its superior fragrance,
Regrettably they don't possess that,
But I have that refined and pleasant poetic sense to recognise the great flower.

Thursday, June 6, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: rose
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