DESERT ROSE

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Blood stained bright hues starkly piercing
those occasional travellers gasping thirsty ,

Doomed not you are, to delight those weary eyes,
nor be a cynosure of a vibrant young muse of vase,

Damned destiny to gaze those dreary mounds
of undulating sand dunes,blessed with a drop-less shower,

Drooping daily ,still glances earnestly at her Sun Love,
Smiling her petallous heart , bearing hot diurnal shrivels,

Wilting beauty withholding hopes, dry fast to a daring death !
Smiling Sun is not Yours,He smiles at infinite roses of Universe,

Rain yourself copiously by your springing tears of inner tides,
Strip yourself merrily, shedding each metallic shine of petals ,

Spread yourself dry and dead , a cushiony cotton bed you serve,
Search yourself in the scorching air, for your scent still stays on ….

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