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The Red Rose Near.


The little red rose over there
beckons all for long
to see her colour shimmering in the sun
images (12)and her soft petals softer than anything
a touch would bring it down
a watch would be enough she says
a lovely look would take us over
a kind notice would make prosper
while the red rose is calling and calling
the human race is going on busy
having no time to see the natural beauty
but having enough space to sit and watch
the nature’s loveliness in pictures and in T.V relays with a look agog
and talking to each other about the beauty that is shown
while right before them there lies a bounteous
that goes unnoticed bringing to mind
that familiarity breeds contempt.