Beauty Is In Thorns Of Happiness

Look at this rose tree
There is blood-
dripping since thousands decade;
from the beginning of loving souls
just to find You O' dearly Love

Look at these thorns
As like the stings-
This is piercing unstable heart
to find one stitch appeasement
since my birth,
Wondering I am in wandering to You;
O' dearly Love,
to approach Your impenetrable rings


Comments (2)

Beautiful write in few lines. Very true said there is love in pain or pain in love. Happiness is combination of both. Loved reading it.
Mahtab, such a love write👍👍👍