The Loveliest Rose Poem by Kuldeep Bansiwal

One morning in the bloomy days,
Among the glaring golden rays,
I passed through a field,
So strange yet heavenly wild,
Replete with beauty as Flora's child,
glowing were hundreds of colours though,
My heart but for a rosiest rose was pining,
Who, alone in a thorny bush shining.
Guarded by the unkind troops,
In its demonic abode,
I, like an impatient lover,
To have the beauty it bore,
Rushed to quench the lovelorn thirst,
And intruded in there first,
Hellish pain i felt of devilish spikes,
My mind cried, and heart smiled,
Though the pain was wild, but enough mild
after ages of bloody sweaty toil,
Getting it seemed quite foil,
I being so defeated,
had to forsook my desire,
And return home with tranquil fire,
Thus, my dear friend,
The loveliest rose in the flowery land,
Left me aching heart and a gory hand.