Queen of all Flowers
Queen of all flowers thriving amid barbs
Tell me sweet rose the secret of your smile
No mortal conceives wisdom hidden for ages
None has found joy veiled in such sorrow.
Pricked, squeezed, body mutilated in death
Our rose now retires with a life giving breath
And her splendor expires into first full fruit.
Queen of all flowers in grief gives life back
And in a lover’s hesitant hands whacks warring tides
How with a sword pierced through your side
Do you carry such weight and still keep a brother?
© Agnes Aineah
Mrembo; hili shairi lako ni pouwa, li menisendi grazy yaani,
pia na stay eld,
Thanks so much Alexander. I Studied in Eldoret.
Fell amongst thorns and they suffocated…
Great work sweetheart… Am gone share this