"ROSE"
I didn't forget you yet you're here from long time, I know.
Dried, screaming, weak like I felt when i buried you deep inside of the books which i never used.
Your smell is still sweet as it used to. At the top you were blooming but deep inside you were whipping something else.
While reminding of you I found my myself lost.
A breeze from the open window blew away everything from the top.
each and every page scattered in the room I shed tears when memories get glued.
Glued again to the past which I forgot million years ago. yet 17 and is still long to go.
Wound from your thrones already get healed but today they bleed again as they used to bleed everytime because each and every rose reminds me of you.
Story not ended yet cause it is still in my mind.
I set fire on everything but left the thing which is not mine,
Its you rose cause you are the symbol of divine.
~Shubh❤
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Past is so hard to forget but still there is a hope deep inside to over come✌
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Rose
PoetryA poetry about memories! you maybe get a hope to move on but deep inside so many things are there to remind you back! Ah "Rose" it is one of them!
