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Nightingale and the love❤️

sulthan

sulthan

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A heartbreaking cry echoed through the night
"Where to find a red rose?" A desperate plea, a mother's life in sight
A boy lay beneath the tree, tears streaming down his face
His trembling voice betrayed his anguish, his heart's desperate pace

The nightingale, perched above, heard the boy's sorrowful refrain
And memories of a legend came flooding back, a love that remained in vain
A story of a nightingale who gave her life to create
A red rose, symbol of love, that would forever resonate

But now, a new love stirred her soul
A boy's love for his mother, pure and whole
The nightingale's heart went out to him, and she felt his pain
And she knew she had to act, to ease his sorrow and his strain

"My mother is dying," he whispered, his voice barely audible and weak
"The doctor said a red rose's essence is her only hope to seek"
The nightingale's spirit was moved, and she spread her wings to fly
Determined to find the rose, to save the mother, and to dry the boy's tears dry

She didn't know where to find one
But she soared high into the sky, driven by love
Reaching tree after tree, she searched far and wide
She didn't care to give her life
For this time, it's for love, a love that's true and kind.

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sulthan said:
A heartbreaking cry echoed through the night
"Where to find a red rose?" A desperate plea, a mother's life in sight
A boy lay beneath the tree, tears streaming down his face
His trembling voice betrayed his anguish, his heart's desperate pace

The nightingale, perched above, heard the boy's sorrowful refrain
And memories of a legend came flooding back, a love that remained in vain
A story of a nightingale who gave her life to create
A red rose, symbol of love, that would forever resonate

But now, a new love stirred her soul
A boy's love for his mother, pure and whole
The nightingale's heart went out to him, and she felt his pain
And she knew she had to act, to ease his sorrow and his strain

"My mother is dying," he whispered, his voice barely audible and weak
"The doctor said a red rose's essence is her only hope to seek"
The nightingale's spirit was moved, and she spread her wings to fly
Determined to find the rose, to save the mother, and to dry the boy's tears dry

She didn't know where to find one
But she soared high into the sky, driven by love
Reaching tree after tree, she searched far and wide
She didn't care to give her life
For this time, it's for love, a love that's true and kind.

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sulthan said:
A heartbreaking cry echoed through the night
"Where to find a red rose?" A desperate plea, a mother's life in sight
A boy lay beneath the tree, tears streaming down his face
His trembling voice betrayed his anguish, his heart's desperate pace

The nightingale, perched above, heard the boy's sorrowful refrain
And memories of a legend came flooding back, a love that remained in vain
A story of a nightingale who gave her life to create
A red rose, symbol of love, that would forever resonate

But now, a new love stirred her soul
A boy's love for his mother, pure and whole
The nightingale's heart went out to him, and she felt his pain
And she knew she had to act, to ease his sorrow and his strain

"My mother is dying," he whispered, his voice barely audible and weak
"The doctor said a red rose's essence is her only hope to seek"
The nightingale's spirit was moved, and she spread her wings to fly
Determined to find the rose, to save the mother, and to dry the boy's tears dry

She didn't know where to find one
But she soared high into the sky, driven by love
Reaching tree after tree, she searched far and wide
She didn't care to give her life
For this time, it's for love, a love that's true and kind.

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Nice :heart1:
 
sulthan said:
A heartbreaking cry echoed through the night
"Where to find a red rose?" A desperate plea, a mother's life in sight
A boy lay beneath the tree, tears streaming down his face
His trembling voice betrayed his anguish, his heart's desperate pace

The nightingale, perched above, heard the boy's sorrowful refrain
And memories of a legend came flooding back, a love that remained in vain
A story of a nightingale who gave her life to create
A red rose, symbol of love, that would forever resonate

But now, a new love stirred her soul
A boy's love for his mother, pure and whole
The nightingale's heart went out to him, and she felt his pain
And she knew she had to act, to ease his sorrow and his strain

"My mother is dying," he whispered, his voice barely audible and weak
"The doctor said a red rose's essence is her only hope to seek"
The nightingale's spirit was moved, and she spread her wings to fly
Determined to find the rose, to save the mother, and to dry the boy's tears dry

She didn't know where to find one
But she soared high into the sky, driven by love
Reaching tree after tree, she searched far and wide
She didn't care to give her life
For this time, it's for love, a love that's true and kind.

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Nice one bro... Written beautifully.
 
sulthan said:
A heartbreaking cry echoed through the night
"Where to find a red rose?" A desperate plea, a mother's life in sight
A boy lay beneath the tree, tears streaming down his face
His trembling voice betrayed his anguish, his heart's desperate pace

The nightingale, perched above, heard the boy's sorrowful refrain
And memories of a legend came flooding back, a love that remained in vain
A story of a nightingale who gave her life to create
A red rose, symbol of love, that would forever resonate

But now, a new love stirred her soul
A boy's love for his mother, pure and whole
The nightingale's heart went out to him, and she felt his pain
And she knew she had to act, to ease his sorrow and his strain

"My mother is dying," he whispered, his voice barely audible and weak
"The doctor said a red rose's essence is her only hope to seek"
The nightingale's spirit was moved, and she spread her wings to fly
Determined to find the rose, to save the mother, and to dry the boy's tears dry

She didn't know where to find one
But she soared high into the sky, driven by love
Reaching tree after tree, she searched far and wide
She didn't care to give her life
For this time, it's for love, a love that's true and kind.

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Nice✨
 
sulthan said:
Yeah, mine too... but it was about the love for a girl, isn't it? The nightingale sacrificed its life for the love of a boy and girl... I used that theme and converted it into a poem by adding love for my mother ❤️
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The actual story goes that the boy tells the Nightingale he wants a red rose n it pierces it's heart n the blood makes it red... Love is so powerful
 
URum said:
The actual story goes that the boy tells the Nightingale he wants a red rose n it pierces it's heart n the blood makes it red... Love is so powerful
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Yeah, I know that... the boy wanted a red rose to dance with his girlfriend because she asked him to bring one, promising to dance with him if he did. The nightingale decided to sacrifice its life to create the rose. But, unfortunately, its sacrifice went in vain. The girl rejected both the rose and the boy when another suitor offered her jewels. Yeah, love is powerful, but sometimes we're blind to true love and efforts and chase earthly possessions instead :)
 
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