Bleeding red rose
will grow roses
on my death bed!
My roses have
no thorns,
But my heart is still bleeding!
The red roses are
lovely to you,
But my heart is still bleeding red!
My love will grow on,
as I rain tears on you,
my wet red roses!
Only your touch
will bloom,
my stubborn red roses!
But wasn’t that
a dream never
come true……
My bleeding red rose??
-RASHMI RAJ
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