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“Yaw, I like poems. I’m learning to write poems, as you’ve just said enjoying without forcing our self to enjoy, the poet’s eye making no effort. It’s as an art of joy to write poems, isn’t it,” I said.


“Would you like to read a poem, though I’d not force you to enjoy it?” He asked me while looking deep into my eyes as if looking for the self-felt reply.


“I don’t feel forced when I enjoy let me have what you enjoy without forcing your self. Would you like to do so, please?” I said.


I realized that he was absorbed in his poetical thoughts and imaginations.


“All right, just have this poem to read,” he said.


It was like an asset to add richness to my feelings as I could see him satisfied as if my reply fulfilled one of his great desires. He gives me a poem named, “Rose,” and I started to read it. It was very beautiful it said:


‘Rose’

On the bank of the river

Near the city

And outside the buildings

But behind the old trees

I see a rose.

I don’t want to pluck it

Because it attracts me

When it’s in the garden

Near the bank of a river

Flowing with twinkling water,

The rose reminds

Me of the rainbow and

It seems to me

That this rose was

Once standing on the rainbow

Because, I saw its color

In the rainbow and

I feel that

The rainbow has manifested her self

On the earth

In the flowers and trees

Moreover, when I see birds

In different colors I feel

They’re telling about

The stories of rainbow and

I find the virtue of nature

In the rainbow

It feels like a human being

Yes, Rose is a child of beauty of Rainbow.


“It’s a beautiful expression, I can feel it. Thanks for allowing me to read it,” I said.


“I thank you for reading it and compliment with a feeling,” he replied.


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