Wednesday, March 25, 2020

Dear Rose Comments

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Dear rose, you don't utter a word, yet I hear your soft whispers,
Every time I hear you, questions rise within me, satisfy my hunger,
When spring has just arrived by a loved one's graveside, why do you bloom?
On corners of graves, which behold memories, long since entombed.
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Tanvi Nagar
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