My Only Chance… Poem by Abhijit Surve

She's blooming red like a Rose,
Striking every charming pose..
Placed unique upon the ground,
Among fallen leaves all around..

Her petals pointing to the sky,
Sweet fragrance no one can deny..
The warmth of her floral touch,
The cheesy wind makes her lurch..

Her beauty is now any one's guess,
The rose bud in her cherry dress..
Millions of hearts left destroyed,
My heart too holds an empty void..

For now I know I will surely see,
Her delighted soul when she is free..
Now she has cast wings up high,
And with the birds away she'll fly..

Soaring towards freedom and away,
How she's longed to reach this day..
And in her heart she desires so,
Land of her dreams where she would go..

She has been waiting forever and more,
Being found the key to unlock the door..
I'll let her chase her rightful trance,
If god has given me this only chance..