One day

The tears of the rain fell

Into the lap of red rose

The rose wept so hard that day

And the leaves never knew

About the grief of the rose

In the illusion of pouting lips

They never heard the sighs it heaved

In the imagery of the seas of her eyes

They ignored the hollowness inside

But when the rain parted

And the breeze sang farewell

The leaves found the rose dead

They called the rain cruel

That took away her life

But the petals of dead rose

Prayed for another rain to come

And to never say, ‘good-bye’!

Written By: Zunaira Afzal
Published in Us Magazine,The News International.
Date Published: 7th August, 2015


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