A short modern poem about roses

Modern poems about roses are relatively short, such as Rose, Miss Rose, Rose, Rose and so on.

1, "Rose":

Author: Xie Chunlun.

The roses in the garden are in full bloom, but my love has not yet landed. Roses are so red, but they are full of thorns. I was once confused by its delicious taste, but I was stabbed by blood when I picked it. Now I see it blooming brilliantly again, but I still yearn for its beauty.

Appreciate:

Roses are flowers that symbolize sweet love. The symbolism of the poet's theme is obvious. But the "rose" in this poem is different from the symbolic rose. It doesn't grow on rich flowers, but some "withered rose petals"

2. Missing roses:

Author: Shi Lai.

When the drifting train carries you away from home, I have turned my thoughts into a watch. Look at that delicate and charming rose, quietly blooming for you in this small garden path. Flowers bloom in one season, and the aroma is fragrant, which hurts your pillow. On the west wing of the moon, I wander alone, worried and crazy, singing songs with flowers, and let my long-cherished desire flood in my chest.

Appreciate:

This gives us a novel feeling. What does this withered rose petal mean? The poet with profound wisdom started a brand-new creation on the basis of the significance of the withered rose. Rose thanked "her" for holding the petals, kissing them under the water-green lamp, and then giving them to me for a deep kiss.

3. Ross, Ross:

Author: Wang.

Fragrant roses are in full bloom in other people's gardens. When can you pick and plant passionate roses for me? I imagine you come back, plant a bunch of flowers, take root and sprout, and look forward to penetrating the bright moon sky. Ah, the fragrant and charming rose, hanging upside down, has been thinking about you.

Appreciate:

This poem celebrates the power of love through life and death. Even in the "fragrant remains" of dead roses, you can complete a "burial" of love, and the buried love life will not die again! Love and beauty are fragile and perishable, such as the withering of roses; But true love and beauty, even so, are worth pursuing all our lives.