Black Rose - Poem by Alavi Maliha
Hidden; as they say, it was,
And sometimes dead they calls,
But I've seen her glow within.
As darkness held her, she knew
Maybe she'd better hide in shades
Rather than blooming in few.
But as the winter passes by,
And here's the spring sky
The black rose still blooms
Like a newborn bird wishes to fly!
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