My Rose
it's been years since you've gone
I've been awake from dusk till dawn
your absence pierces my heart like a thorn
My rose (that is you) got thorns on it
so that i can neither touch nor keep
I can only see your picture hanging on the wall
My teardrops are like bunch of leaves falling from a weak tree during fall
i wonder what happened to my rose
I've been searching for it with aching toes
now I'm lonely and I need your love
I'm screaming like a dove!
As times passes by
the petals of my rose also die
But i still have belief in my heart
that my rose will be alive and smart
To find it's way home and come into my arms
as it is a wonderful charm.
Copyright © Jyothika Bala | Year Posted 2016
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