Roses Are Still Roses Poem by Narayanan Kutty Pozhath

Minds blew though
ten is not a crowd.
Count us within you.
We were like you
and even like you.
We leave with no hate.
We still love you.
All that we asked,
a chance to live
and let live.
All that you told
was to leave.
You were our dreams,
but you sold our dreams.
We want to exist,
but you want us to exit.
On day of your mass exit,
we will come back
in your dreams.
We leave with no hate,
We still love you.
In our blood,
You saw life.
Hope you will rise
from our blood,
selling the land
which smell our sweat.