Thornless Roses

It is about homeless children.

Frail,delicate, beautifully tender.

Steals into life a thornless flower.

bereft, hopless, craves for a mother.

Cursed, gets spleen, lifelong hunger.

Heinous, uncaring nature to discover.

Sprouting up into a paling colour.

Precious dreams slowly melt into vapour.

Bleak, sorely dying stalks wither.

Soft fry,street old stager.

Lives and dies utter stranger.

The End

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