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


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

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