Poetry by Shobana Gomes : A Flowered Pawn

Flowered Pawn
I knew it as the beauty meant to be,
I watched it bloom into the beauty it is today,
On some days. when you think of life as unbearable,
Just close your eyes,
Life is meant to be lived like the rose,
From the seed into a plant,
A rosebud and then a flowered pawn.

Then when its time is over, no matter what temperament the weather,
It will wither away, taking its fragrance with it,
However, you, its admirer,
will remember that it perfumed your garden, once,
And bloomed as if it would remain a young rose forever.

Life is meant to be lived as if you will be young forever!

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By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1


  1. Cor blimey! This is sure an amazing piece. I totally agree. Life is to be lived like a rose. You’ve thoroughly exploited this imagery that i couldn’t agree more, my friend. Thanks for such a wonderful resounding piece. So encouraging. 💖

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