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A Death Rose

A warm and luminous sun shone
From over the eastern horizon
A superb rose faces and tilts
With intense ardor and zeal
A meticulously diffused fragrance aroma
Scattered round and around
Bees that are contrived by instinct
Fainted by its juicy richdom.
With the elapsed of intricate time
The slap-up petals wilt too much
Under the sway of phenomenal ignition
Just presaging ephemeral of the cosmos.
The beauty of nature withers
Dematerializing the leering tendency
The most alike Lucifer rose
Wilts and drops to soil with lost beauty.
©sham_kumar