Thorn Poem by Shweta Patke
Thorn
It stood with effulgence
Wrapped in a red robe
With petals showing the different shades of its life
Its prepotency was like an illusion
Gregarious yet so stoic
Its beauty was such that the sun rose early to shower gold on it
Darkness waited to put its warm blanket over the sleeping bliss
But it still looked immured which disturbed me a lot
So finally I decided to ask
“So supernal is your love and you know you are loved
as well, then what is it beauty that you are scared to go ahead? ”
It replied as if revealing its benison
“I am born, born with a curse”
“Beauty is what, what you can see but you are unaware, unaware of the thorn which can prick thee”
Life is not made of bed of roses but full of thorns. When God created roses, why He gave thorns as their companions? God's ways are peculiar. Man cannot understand God so easily.
The poem is about love and loving others but wat i feel is actually the poet is scared to love anyone and therefore depicts the darker side of love. The last stanza which depicts the darker side is striking because of the combination of words used. The feelings in the poem are intense and are conveyed very effectively.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 10:13:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
i had so many thorns in life preceeding..........but got to move on......pal.