( / Cuttack, Odisha)

When Thorns Turn To A Rose

Hold back those tears
Coz it just
Aint cool to cry
Hold back those shivers
Coz I ll know
Why you cry

Google dee
This world
Just turned
Topsy turvy
Woah wee

Lay in my arms
My angel
Let me tell
You a tale
Of the day
I shed a tear
And wiped
Em dry

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Comments (34)

A great philosophy in your poem sir... Thanks for sharing
I invite all my commentators to read my poem, The day after: thanksgiving which has been composed as a reply to their valuable comments.
Kishore, such an interesting write...10+++
A poem provoking mind to go deeper in to the intrigue nature of life. Congrats foe being the member's PoD. X
Congratulations Kishore for poem of the day.. Well deserved Rini
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