Rose Market
ROSE MARKET
At the road’s blind end behind the thicket
Red arrows trail faint sign of slim pathway
Winding through trees to hidden rose market.
Why rose is sold secretly some would say
Rose seekers should track scent from far away.
I didn’t find way to the rose market
Red rose for your birthday I failed to get,
You thought it’s rude act of neglect by me.
My naïve lapse upset you, I regret
An irony, my rose heart you can't see.
March 21, 2018.
Rhyme : ababb ccdcd
Syllable count : 10 each line.
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2018
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