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Thursday, July 21, 2005
Flower and ThornThough you may have
no relation with me,
Yet I have affection
and passion for thee.
Sometimes I wonder
Wow!what a recherche you are,
In which, unmatched grandeur
and resplendence has no bar.
People love your fragrance,
are attracted by your charm,
And not surprisingly they hate me
as my spines cause them harm.
You are an embodiment of peace
I am only a source of pain,
I am the ugliest part in the plant
You are the marvel and the main.
You are used to adorn vases
I am discarded as a harmful waste,
I was created only to protect you
and so just rendered in haste.
Nature imparted splendour to you
nurturing every beauty taking its time,
I stay so near to you,thinking I am yours
yet you could, NEVER BE MINE!
