Every time, I kiss a rose,
A thorn pricks me.
The rose says,
‘I am beauty.’
And the thorn replies,
‘Behind every beauty,
There is a thorn.
Let the power of pain
Touch you
Before the power of beauty
Mesmerizes you.’
Pramila Khadun
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Love and beauty can not be denied. But when love mixes with beauty it thrills with supreme pain. Love of thorn for rose is highly commendable. It always protects from all evils.
What a beautiful comment dear Ramesh, I have a deep sense of satisfaction while reading it.
The poem itself is mesmeric in its beautiful poetical capture of a complex truth.
Thanks dear Vijay, I love this comment of yours which is as sweet as the poem.
A poignant truth so poetically penned
Thanks Santosh,you did dive deep in the waters of my poem and I love you for that.