I'm not a poet. And here goes my first attempt to write a poem.As in most poems this too has a background story extracted from a known experience. I know it's bit rough because I'm new to poetry and writing this under lot of exam stress.But I'll try to be good in my next attempts...
The Smiling Rose
Thousands big miles away lies a smiling red rose
Blossomed in a garden of a person unknown
Wind with its fragrance unchanged, that he knows
Makes the depressed cry “please leave me alone”
He looked through the sea everyday as the sun rise
Used to feel its wind n touch it with closed eyes
Believed in a miracle as in his dreams, no surprise
Held his will strong, till his flowers had goodbyes
Knew it was once his n wanted back her so close
He reached , kneeled n kissed it,as his love glows
Shed blooded tears and wounded by her thorns
He did say good bye to that pretty smiling rose
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