The Rose I Loved

by Ravinder Malhotra

A crimson bloom amongst the buds

It’s magic hue caught my eye

A pretty rose yet untouched

Under the open sky

Silently played the hand of fate

Smote my hand, my luck

For while I nursed the prick of thorns

Else the rose did pluck

I know not of the stranger

Nor the vase it fill

But the fragrance of that rose

Fades not from memory still

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wonderful!!

rupradhamookerjee
01-Aug-2010 12:13 PM