Walk Poem by shveta sahal

Walk



Had walked the garden before, But what is it that I missed?
The flower in the corner? Or the thorn underneath?
The heart asks "Why take the walk again? "
The flower may have wilted beyond recognition,
And the thorn may give excruciating pain…

Monday, January 21, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: flower,may
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