"i'll like a drop of rainwater refracting light...
and a dash of illumination across the endless dark too."

Friday, March 6, 2009

story of a single white rose

roses aplenty, none she fancied.
what haughty heart has she!
what guarded heart she has!

day by day,
the queen of whitros sat by her window, waiting.
thinking about a single white rose -
that single white rose.

a perpetual smile she hid,
beneath her rosy cheeks.
the cheeks that were faintly marked,
by some of her very tears.

yet all she truly missed,
was but that single white rose;
that single white rose which she once saw,
atop a lonely mountain.

that single white rose had chosed to reveal its petals during the darkest hour,
on a cold winter night;
that single white rose hadn't shudder or shiver,
amidst the cold, thick snow.

that single white rose had remained standing,
against the howls of gales and gusts;
that single white rose that lasts an eternity,
yet wilts at the very moment plucked.

that moment she held it in her hands, she knew her heart was claimed.
she left through the door of doors and was glad to be back alone.
for that single white rose will never be the same if she hadn't left it there.
hence, there were no regrets.

she was glad for
that single white rose she had fancied,
she will always love,
till the end of time.

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