Roses are blue, violets are red, if you come near me one more time I will chop off your head! — Anonymous Copy Share Image
All the wild sweetness of the flower Tangled against the wall. It was that magic, silent hour.... The branches grew so tall… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
Roses are red, Violets are blue , I'm beatutiful what the hell happened to you? — Author Name Copy Share Image
“This quiet Dust was Gentlemen and Ladies, And Lads and Girls; Was laughter and ability and sighing, And frocks and curls. This… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I don't feel like there's any artists in the game that have been as creative as Missy Elliott. I feel like she's… — Trina Copy Share Image
~We're starting to feel we stayed together out of fear of dying alone i've been slipping through the years my old clothes… — She's_gone Copy Share Image
“Every one of us has a beautiful story just like every flower is different but beautiful.” — Debasish Mridha Copy Share Image
“He loves me, he loves me not. How many flowers must I kill before he loves me?” ~He Loves Me, He Loves… — Kimberly Kinrade Copy Share Image
Roses are RED, Violets hate SWAG; if I was God I would pour hate on you. — Swag Jagar Copy Share Image
There are no idealists in the plant world and no compassion. The rose and the morning glory know no mercy. Bindweed, the… — Hal Borland Copy Share Image
“She closed her eyes and listened to the drone of bees as they moved lazily among the flowering bursts of deep pink… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
And as much as I do believe in paying homage to those who have gone, let's give people their love while they're… — Big E Copy Share Image
She had had her momentary flowering, a year, perhaps, of wildrose beauty, and then she had suddenly swollen like a fertilized fruit… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
“Sent as a present from Annam A red cockatoo. Coloured like the peach-tree blossom, Speaking with the speech of men. And they… — Bai Juyi Copy Share Image
“You may tear the petals, but the scent still remains. You may close the story, but the ink still remains.” — Jayita Bhattacharjee Copy Share Image
“During your struggle society is not a bunch of flowers, it is a bunch of cactus.” — Amit Kalantri Copy Share Image
“When you look at a rose try to focus on its beauty, not its thorns.” — Matshona Dhliwayo Copy Share Image
