I Am A Pink Rose Flower Poem by Mohammad Younus

I am a pink rose flower
My petals so soft like shahtoosh
I 've stood in the thorns for many an hour
Enjoying the refreshing breeze of summer
But, oh, what happened to my peers!
Just yesterday, the cruel hands plucked
It moved me to tears like an orphaned child
While the children of pluckers were playing...
...the Seek and Hide game
My peers were stifled to death, what a shame!
When their siblings mourned and moaned...
...for their dead
The children were scolded badly...
...by pluckers and their parents,
But when my budding flowers were ravaged
It was not noticed, sadly protested by none
Today, however, I had a reason to smile
A beautiful visitor from India or foreign land,
Looked at me for a while, suddenly sobbed
And took a picture of me.
Even if tomorrow, I must die as I dread
I will do so happily and without fear
Since one visitor at least has seen
...the innocent beauty in me

MyKoul