What I love about you the most,

O' you beautifully designed piece of nature?

The way you bring spring to every deeply loved heart,

How delightfully you bless those hands with fragrance, which ruthlessly pluck your delicately darling buds to nourish pleasure of fellow creature;

O' beloved rose irresistibly fragrant you have got each of your part,

When the rain caresses your dry petals, glistens your spirit with vibrancy,

O' the cynosure of breathless those hearts those are still lovelorn;

When gently blowing breeze shakes you to and fro, your captivating elegance exudes piquancy,

You rejoice under the aegis of thorns,
 

Warmth of your healing touch enlivens pieces of every melancholic and broken spirit,

Selflessly you gladden even those, who cause you endless harm,

Your adorable buds ooze rosiness to amp every dusky day up with new spirit,

Neither darkness can subdue your beauty nor can incandescence burn your charm,

Elegantly you thrive in life and in eternal lines of time redolent you leave every nook,

As the time elapses, strongly grows your beauty lying within every book...