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Rose’ed up Life

Poem inspired by an old painting

A wilted rose

is but dead beauty.

A life not chose

yet sworn to duty…

Through lows and highs

somehow she still grows;

So too is life

like that of rose!

Like a clock and mirror

each has two hands and a face.

But take away the hands they wear;

and only time is erased…

Love can be the cure,

when laugh becomes a tear.

But can the rose endure,

when anger breaks the mirror…

And the broken glass

cuts like the rose’s thorn.

But take away the future and past;

And the rose is never born!

Copyright © USHMA PATEL

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39 thoughts on “Rose’ed up Life

  1. Hello Ushma
    Nice poem!
    My heartfelt thanks to you.
    Also, my blog A Wayward Scribbles reached the milestone of 500+ followers last month and I thought why not celebrate it!
    So, I’m very excited to personally invite you to my blog party(23 May, 2018), since you’re one of those amazing blogger and I would love to show my gratitude!
    See you at the party!
    Nathi

    Liked by 2 people

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