'A Lovely Desire' - Poem by saurabh chitranshi
A LOVELY DESIRE: -
Redness of roses, sweetness of wine,
From here starts, the story mine.
Story is nothing new, I can say,
Just collecting all things I meet on the way
It’s a not story of a prince or a king
Neither of a free flying bird or its broken wing
It’s a story of a slave waiting for a queen
Changing everything, how harsh it has been
Like a kid’s wish it may seam
Who doesn’t look after anything and just dream
Waiting for the beautiful fairy, I still sit on a log
Coz I am not a prince but a stupid liitle frog.
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