Roses Thornfull Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Roses Thornfull



Roses thornfull
Pluck but be careful,
Even they spare not the gardeners,
Bleed the caring hands, often err.

Roses bloom in ones garden,
Grace another heaven, heart sadden,
Never ordain the poor man vase,
Who losses all in life race.

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