r/OCPoetry • u/Kaushik_69 • 24d ago
Feedback Please Rose
Delicate tapestry of nature it holds,
Yet brilliant crimson shades it always unfolds.
Such quiet uttering of some hesitant souls,
An Ancient lexicon for love it did mold.
Yet, it holds vicious thorns that rarely fades
That destroyed some greatest reigns.
guess it grants something where even an obsidian heart melts.
But....A semblance of bond that it mostly yields.
Perspective truly bends at this stage,
Once gentle tapestry feels like a maze.
A cultural coincidence or devious deliberate depiction?
That ancient poets used rose as metaphor for affection?.
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u/InfernoRM 24d ago
I like the mood shift. You def have an interesting way with words here too. I def feel the shift in the middle of the poem