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Those Two Red Roses..
Roses..
White and yellow abound much
Grouping to match wayward
Red roses popping up the fences..
Two red
In special peering pretext
Piercing through the spikes..
Bruised fence adrift
Twenty days more
've been in bloom
Appearing to me gossiping..
've been watching and praying..
Such their charm shouldn't fade..
They continue their blooming..
Nay, gossiping..
Flanked by three more red
Alike out through the fence..
Gossiping going on and on bigger
Their hushing verbiage
I cannot grasp
But a solitary pink seemingly
Lonely in seclusion apprehensive
All about her I suppose
She droops her face down
Pale and petals off in drops..
I ready myself for a tiff
poem
by
Indira Renganathan
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