The Thorn

By: Manas Chaturvedi

 

NOTE:  This poem is not written by us. It’s written by Ashish Singh, a friend of ours, and an up and coming poet. Enjoy his good work:

Thornless they say, withers and does die a rose.
A rose, I once did protect too and hold.
But strange is she, and strong.
For she, has learnt to live without her beloved thorn…

Ashish Singh

therisark@gmail.com

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Posted on April 17, 2011, in Poems and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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