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Vartika Pandey

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Flowers With Thorns


In that niche
So dark and deep
I found that delicacy

As red as blood
Just bloomed from a bud
Surrounded
By serene shine
She was stuck with mud
At a side, as I tried
To blow all impurity aside.

Until she shone bright
In the happy summer’s light.

How could she have been there?
How could one be so callous?

I grieved at her fate
I smiled at her innocence
Gazed at her lovely petals
Curling in the breeze of spring
Something curled inside me too.

I begin admiring her beauty
With my skin rolling on her body.

A spell broke
I stopped
When I saw the red drops
As my skin cried
It knew the beauty had to abide
The law of the divine...

I felt the sorrow arise
When one of the arrows in her armor
Chuckled loudly
The red crown it borrowed from my skin
Shone like a ruby.

Her petals bent a little down
When she saw her master frown

I couldn’t bear the scorn
So I smashed that thing on the ground
In that niche
So dark and deep…

Submitted: Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, January 29, 2014

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This poem will always be closest to me not only as my first composition, but also because it applies to my life in all stages..

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