There Is A Rose
7 April, 2005
Author: Ing Twi Demalah
There is a rose which brings forth no thorns
And though compassed by darkness and foreboding
She ceases not to bloom daily, nor does her beauty wane,
And the color of her flower, and the radiance thereof,
as the sunrise, when it’s first light plays upon the clouds
Each morn her bloom is of a different color, as her mood sees fit.
Wherein her raiment, her petals, of silk or satin or fine lace.
Shine in hues, soft as an autumn breeze, pure as the snow,
and the calmliness and comfort of standing in her light.
Is like unto a gentle embrace, a warm blanket wrapped about you.
In my darkness I come to her, to drink deeply of her beauty,
That I may dance again to her song of sorrow sweet, And there,
did I find a symphony of silence, a breathless utterance of music,
wherein can be heard a melody of dreams lost, hearts broken and remade
Thus did I see the rose inside, more lovely than the rose outside.
And there, in that beauty, which shone forth undimmed
A light which pierced my very being, through all faces and facades ,
in that hidden space, exposed for who I am, she looked at me, Me.
Thus, my soul left naked before her, I lowered mine eyes from her gaze.
Nervous ,I glanced about and found a thing lost to the world, a Smile
There is a rose which brings forth no thorns
And though compassed by many who love her
She sees not her own worth, nor that all who find her
do so feyn and thus this flower, I wouldst fain to tend
Not with water, nor sunlight, but the kindness of a friend.
------- Author's Notes -------
I have a friend who for some reason cannot see the impact she has nor how beautiful a person she is. |
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Meridian (205.188.116.203) -- Friday, April 8 2005, 05:22 pm You have a knack for poetry because by reading the two poems you recently submitted including the dedication to your wife, you are one amateur! Your format, your words, you---I'm tongue-tied. It's just that darn beautiful, creative, wonderful, lovely, divine, geniune....and etc! Great job Ing Twi Demalah, great job! ---Meri |
| Meridian (151.199.134.18) -- Wednesday, February 28 2007, 08:03 am at the time I wrote this comment, I confused the word amateur with perfectionist/expert. I thought all three meant the same thing. As I got older, I realized that the word amateur meant beginner...which you are NOT...lol Just wanted to clear that up |
| Bipedalguy (4.156.51.254) -- Wednesday, February 28 2007, 01:39 pm I would say, "Too beautiful for words" but you created this with YOUR words. I would be happy if I could but adequately comment on this poem with MY words. |
| barb (67.58.206.62) -- Friday, March 2 2007, 06:53 pm What a nice thing to say about your friend.and you discribed it so well .I think the reason you love her and she is loved is she doesn,t assume she is loved or errogant about how nice she is.very good at expressing. |
| Ing Twi Demalah (159.105.102.6) -- Friday, March 2 2007, 11:28 pm LOL...that is quite alright I had not noticed that until you posted this.. Thank you so much, I am as always flattered by your opinion of my work. Thank you. :-) |
| Ing Twi Demalah (159.105.102.6) -- Friday, March 2 2007, 11:36 pm Wow, i do appreciate your comment as I am a fan of your work. To receive such positive feedback from a fellow poet is humbling and very inspiring. Thank you Sir, I am honored by you. |
| Ing Twi Demalah (159.105.102.6) -- Friday, March 2 2007, 11:51 pm Yes, she is very un-assuming and despite radiating power, strength and beauty. She is un-aware of her importance. You are correct also in knowing that she is loved, my fiance and my friend of whom I write, these two are the loves of my life. :-) Thank you for being able to see the emotion written about and for understanding people as you do. It is for you and those like you that I share my work. Thank you again barb, may you be blessed always. |
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