Rose!

the rose doesn’t know 

the beauty it possesses

the grace its petals display

the fragrance it radiates

the happiness it brings 

the love it spreads;

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the rose doesn’t know

the thorns that adorn it

are its strength

protecting it from the wild

the once satin petals

when withers, 

are crushed and squeezed 

its soft fragrant juice

satiate the taste buds;

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the rose doesn’t know

alive or dead it is the

Queen of Blooms

Its presence ferries the

heart to a sweet mystical land

aren’t we all like the Rose

spreading love and freshness

everywhere

like a fresh blossom, we glow

spreading mirth and glee;

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Let not the raw flavour of rose

die from your heart

Let not the parched earth compel

the rose in you to lose your worth

Let the thorns embellish you

Let the dews define you 

Outgrow the other blooms

Shine, shimmer like a Rose! 🌹 

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