Treasure Island

Bazi alis Subrata Ray

(January / Formerly East Pahistan)

The Rose Within The Cover.


The rose is ever green,
The rose remains bloomed
With dewy honey it graces the vase
Barring all sorrowful gloom.
The rose is there in the abstract room.

The rose in the garden,
Is plucked and molested,
The rose repairs for another night,
The rose forgets the sunny light.

The rose knows, wherever it goes,
That its youth and beauty grows in some One's garden,
And Love harbors it, -the rose is certain.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013

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