ROSE - a poem by Ketki Borgaonkar



You express your pain out loud …
But what about those who can’t?

ROSE ,



"I give you fragrance, I give you beauty;
Spreading love in this world, I take it as my duty.
I am a symbol of love, passion, care.
I am the most precious gift
for every loving pair.
I left my soul back home with my mate;
To help you express your feelings to your date.
I am kept very safe as your love’s sign;
But that’s only till things are going fine.
I understand your heart’s hurt;
But why am I ripped apart?
Your culprit is your date,
What bad have I done to deserve your hate?
But, now that u have done it all
And down to the sand I fall
I’ll pray u gain your wish out of my pain."

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