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Elegy of the Vanishing Rose - Where the Petals Weep for the Fading Beauty of Time - Poem Lyrics in English
In the garden of memory, where shadows softly play,
Resounds the elegy of the vanishing rose's sway.
Where petals weep for the fading beauty of time,
In the silent embrace of the night's sublime.
Each bloom a testament to beauty's transient grace,
A fleeting glimpse of elegance in life's embrace.
But as time unfurls its relentless hand,
The rose fades away, like grains of sand.
With each passing moment, a petal falls,
As the rose whispers secrets to ivy-clad walls.
In the elegy of the vanishing rose, we find,
The bittersweet symphony of time's design.
For even as the petals wilt and decay,
The essence of beauty refuses to sway.
In the heart of the rose, a memory lingers,
A reminder of beauty's enduring fingers.
So let us cherish the rose's fading bloom,
And embrace the beauty of its impending doom.
For in the elegy of the vanishing rose, we see,
The fragility of beauty, and its eternal decree.
In the garden of time, where moments bloom,
There lies a rose, its beauty consumed.
Each petal a sigh, a tear of regret,
For the fading beauty that time begets.
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| Elegy of the Vanishing Rose - Where the Petals Weep for the Fading Beauty of Time - Poem Lyrics in English |
The elegy of the vanishing rose,
In whispers of sorrow, it softly flows.
For as the days pass and seasons wane,
Its vibrant hues begin to wane.
Yet in its fading, a beauty remains,
A testament to the trials and strains.
For even as petals fall to the ground,
The essence of the rose is still profound.
In the garden of time, where memories fade,
The elegy of the rose is gently displayed.
For in its fleeting beauty, we find,
A reflection of the human mind.
So let us cherish the vanishing rose,
And the beauty it in its essence bestows.
For in its elegy, we find solace and grace,
In the garden of time's tender embrace.
In the garden of time, where moments flow,
The elegy of the vanishing rose begins to grow,
Where petals weep for the beauty that wanes,
In the gentle breeze, a melancholy refrain.
Each bloom, once vibrant, now bows its head,
As the passage of time leaves its petals shed,
The fragrance fades, the colors dull,
In the elegy of the rose, a sorrowful lull.
Through seasons pass, the rose's plight,
A symbol of beauty, now lost to sight,
Yet in its fading grace, there lies a tale,
Of resilience and strength in the face of frail.
For even as the petals fall, one by one,
The essence of the rose lingers on,
In memories cherished, in hearts embraced,
The elegy of the rose finds its place.
So let us honor the vanishing rose's plight,
In its fading beauty, a timeless light,
For in the garden of time, where moments flee,
The elegy of the rose sings of eternity.
