O! ROSE
by Dr. Ram Sharma, Meerut, India
O! rose,
you
left thorns
in my orchard,
I am bleeding,
my orchard has no fragrance,
still now,
many plants grew,
but weather is not favourable,
greenery is lost,
trees are cut,
belief no more,
system crushed,
orchard has become a desert
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