The Flame of Thoughts
A red rose blowing on fidelity's bow
With the glow of grace, affection and love
Alive to afflictions not only for show
Enchanting like poetry, peaceful like dove
An edifice of goodness, embodiment of truth
Epitome of generosity, magnanimous and great
A balm sought after for wounds to soothe
A flame making afflictions evaporate
Neither a praise nor gratitude desires
With me in the horizon of thoughts flies
And even my flaws and faults admires
Unshaken in faith, how hard one tries
Not perfect like angels, not pious like saints
My idol, a human, in entirety
An artwork of excellence may also have dents
But the ocean of friendship be boundless and free
Carve me a red rose, oh chisel of thought!
And dip it in the perfume of features profound
To fit the excellence of model I sought
Let the world say true friendship is found
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