A rose bud dangles in the air,
The pinkish hue looks fair,’
The green stalk dances along,
To the vibrant Nature’s song.
My Little lady in pink,
Smiles at me with a wink,
Regally she glides along,
With a submissive throng.
The bud looks incredibly lush
My little lady appears thoroughly fresh,
As the tiny bud gaily beckons
My beautiful lady firmly reckons.
The bud looks firmly tight
My little lady expresses terms bright,
As the lovely bud gleefully calls
My sweet lady happily responds.
The bud is none other than rose
My little lady is no other than Meenu,
As the rose bud is a lovely exuberance
My little lady is a graceful elegance
Meenas Poems 
4 replies on “A Rosy bud.”
Very nice. Thanx for sharing
Very pretty poem…one can feel your delight in the words you selected.
very beautiful images…
Such lovely parallelism of the subject you draw with your words in the mind of your readers and in the end revealed the subject as your muse. The juxtaposing you did between the subject and your muse created such lovely image that the splashes of colors of your words created, leaving our thoughts with the portrait you painted so dearly.
My poems though drawn from personal experiences that’s not necessarily about love uses romance to dress my thoughts. I aspire to bring my poetry to pop culture, I thought romance is still the most highly read subject in poetry.
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