Roses For You And Thorns For Me Poem by KRISHNAPRIYA K S

Roses, roses everywhere
Ah! The lovely rose palace
You adorned once
Now a tomb of fallen dreams.

When I look at the relinquished throne.
It pricks like a thorn.
And my heart bleeds
Echoing my sighs
within the four walls of the tomb.

All my rosy dreams-
are now expunged.
I know no other world
All I felt is you.

As you all set for a new life.
Here I colour
Those faded roses
With unceasing blood
From my heart.

Oh! my prince.
Here is your nuptial gift.
May you live with all comforts
In a garden full of roses
That never pricks.

The floral chamber
can bring you no harm.
I have taken all thorns
You may livelong unhurt.

With a bleeding heart
I bid you farewell
Roses for you
And thorns for me.