A young handsome man presented a rose
To his would be wife-a girl friend love dose,
She bloomed as the rose bloomed on her bed
She hugged him, kissed him-Love you he said,
I heard the soundless voice of the Rose- She whispered,
"Baby don't laugh, he plucked me while I laughed, I erred, "
©2014 Aftab Alam Khursheed. All rights reserved
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