O! Rose Poem by dr. ram sharma

O! Rose



O! ROSE
O! rose,
you,
left thorns,
in my orchard,
i am bleeding,
my orchard has no fragrance,
still now,
many plants grew,
but weather is not favourable,
greenary has lost,
trees are cut,
belief no more,
system crushed,
orchard has become desert

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