By Kasturi Sinha
In the chilling evening, the rose does sleep
Its secrets are hidden, and mysteries keep
With petals soft, like velvet's touch
It speaks of secrets, oh so much
Dreams unfold in the night’s grace
In a soft lullaby fragrance, embrace
It wears its beauty, veiled with grace
Do not try to pluck, let not greed chase
Deep within its crimson heart
Lays a story, a work of art
A mystery blooms in the petals' fold
In every hue, a tale is told
Oh, rose so fair, in beauty's thrall
You hold the crown above all
By Kasturi Sinha
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