Sunday 8 February 2015

ROSES.....


A rose,
lovely rose,
have in the form of heart,

a beautiful heart,
a lovely heart,
that realize me
i am alive,

symbolize love,
in beautiful form,


an admirable love,
sometimes mine & yours,
always have two faces,
joy & sorrow,
petal & thorn,

whenever i put this rose close to my heart,
thorns hurt,
blood start ,
red paint my heart,
you could'nt see,

a heart,
a beautiful heart,
symbolize purity,
that realize we are different from each other,

only that person can see,
who realize its color in deep,
that beautiful color,
that velvety texture,

you touched and passed,
but couldn't sense,

rose is faded,
and sweet smell is gone,
beauty shadowed,
you didn't understand,
& make prank all of that,

roaming alone,
patiently waited alot,

but the desires last ,
like some thorn's harsh,
a wind blow down all petals,
they scattered a long ago,

and i saw all,
with plane face,
all finished,

again a cool breeze across,
realize me,am alive,
i collect all petals,
and smile,

realize life have more petals than no. of thorns,
and walk with smile eternal....