Roses and aspirations

The Night had set-in
in a pleasant winter night.
Roses for human aspirations for a
peaceful life full of L O V E
to proclaim that human beings are
not for human flesh :---
A world free from the tyranny
of Fascists and Nazis.

At the dawn hours
my quest to discover the glittering
golden dew on the rosebuds
Vanishes in the blue.

The glory of all human achievements,
intermingled with wealth
and the Love of Women ---
flows like the endangered wonder
dancing through my veins.

Those pale roses held
by your tender care in the morning
remind me that
at the end of 20th century
we still love ---
Roses of our aspirations
for an Eternal Happiness.