The Black Rose
The lady has a bout, feeling to the nerves,
In her hand a brand, trying to search up to the depth,
Suddenly a boy came in front of her,
The bout ness in the boys eye, made the lady cry,
Yet they don’t know where to go,
They both has reached a bowline,
But, not seen the Black Rose yet.
The lady is crying under her heath,
The boy’s face become pale & not,
The lady dilate the body of the little animal,
She did not want to perform the unwanted thing,
The little boy coughing too hard, but no way left,
The lady started searching & searching & searching,
But the lady never reached the ‘BLACK ROSE’.
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Article / Memoir
Poem / Poetry
Poem / True Confessions
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