
The following poem seeks to portray a flower’s journey, from the moment it is plucked to its role in expressing love and emotions. It delves into themes of responsibility, honour, purpose, and the fleeting nature of life.
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I am a rose, once bound to my stem,
Parted from thorns and my sibling gem…
Yet I embrace this fate with quiet grace,
To bear love’s whisper in a tender space…
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My purpose now is to share my bloom,
To brighten hearts and dispel their gloom…
With steadfast care, I’ll carry what’s true,
Honouring the trust that gave me this hue…
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Though I mourn the loss of my mother tree,
A noble purpose now sets my sorrow free…
Who knows what fate might have been mine?
Left to ruin, buried beneath the sands of time…
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Perhaps I’ll rest between pages of a book,
A token of memory, a love forever to hook…
Even if I’m withered, I’ll fulfill this sacred role,
A part of joy, etched deep in someone’s soul…
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–Kaushal Kishore









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