Rose

The poor rose,
Blooming on thorns,
Exposed to sun,
Winds,
Enveloped in tender
Pink/white petals,
A divine form,
King among flowers,
Pleasing everyone,
Humans, of course,
It does not know
It has a special
Internal fragrance,
That scents our insides
And irrigates our soul!
Like,
Good poetry,
Rose uplifts,
And adds beauty,
Colours,
To dull
Sterile lives,
In urban ghettos,
And relieves,
Smiling on a sad corner,
The pain and desolation
Of the many
Miserable Auschwitz
Of the world brutal,
Then and now.

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About Sunil Sharma

Sunil Sharma is Mumbai-based senior academic, critic, literary editor and author with 22 published books: Seven collections of poetry; three of short fiction; one novel; a critical study of the novel, and, eight joint anthologies on prose, poetry and criticism, and, one joint poetry collection. He is a recipient of the UK-based Destiny Poets’ inaugural Poet of the Year award---2012. His poems were published in the prestigious UN project: Happiness: The Delight-Tree: An Anthology of Contemporary International Poetry, in the year 2015. Sunil edits the English section of the monthly bilingual journal Setu published from Pittsburgh, USA: http://www.setumag.com/p/setu-home.html For more details, please visit the blog: http://www.drsunilsharma.blogspot.in/

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