As the curls unfold, revealing thy nature,
a soft bosom is
discovered
silently in
heart’s essence.
hard kernel visualized
and the hidden interior
soft smiles…
protruded like branches
piercing like thorn
the patience pays
when the hand touches the
rose after long!
Slowly and gently
picking and plucking
the prickles
it reaches the centre of attraction!
A solitaire takes years
to form,
forget not
it was
merely a black coal
for long!
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especially about the rose.. I just loved it…
So sweet and lovely, Soumya. It’s nice.
Thank you Sir,Iam happy you liked.
I love the beauty of your poem…your words touch softly and yet radiantly…God bless!
Its always so warm to see you here Wendell with your gentle words.
Thank You for that inspiration..yes a solitaire takes years….wonderful , yet again
It was just a random write up..wthout a second thought I just went on! sometimes it does touch!
Masterfully insightful.
I love your view Millie! its actually with insight you see everything
I have excellent teachers like you!!!
Ha
HA! 
Insight is well worth pursuing … and celebrating!
Too much for my peanut sized brain, really
And that is quite an achievement…. Keep it up
This is very well written!
Thanks a lot dear
Where Prose can no more express what the heart says, realm of poetry and music begins. well done Soumya, once again.
Thank you So much! Its nice to know you liked it
Beautiful and stirring thoughts! Thanks.
Iam really glad to see you here and reading this Sir.Welcome
Amazing post!
Thank you
Beautiful! Patience is really a virtue. I am amazed every time at way you observe things around which are surely reflected in all these amazing poems.
Its our observation and the inspiration from such small things which makes our life more beautiful.Thank you dear for liking this
patience often bears sweetest fruits.
very true!
At the core of every beautiful thing, a spark of perfect imperfection. Beautiful, Soumyav and so very true! ~ Love, Bobbie
Thank you dear