Death of the rose The red rose buds, It's petals with charm . Greets the nature, Doesn't cause one harm. Her innocence are clear, Just pure as her heart. But her inner strength dares, To break the deceit chart. She dares to speak, End their wrong deeds. Until last breath, Tried to succeed. They smashed her lovely petals, Intend to destroy all. But the fighter in her heart, Doesn't went all pall She made us belive, Never compromise with wrong, Irrespective of her death, She is strong. But she her fate, None were penalized. Is this democracy? High time to realize. ©Arundhuti Biswas #HappyRoseDay
