Rose

A rose smiled at me

My eyes as red as could be

Murmurs of peace and trouble turn me away

How I lost the rose I cannot say

In the midst of the crowd I ask my fear

"Did she see me? And was she actually here?"

All at once the voices deafen me with silence

My heart threatens me with its violence

I look around the empty ground

My useless self, only thing to be found

Petals of ethereal beauty escape me

At the end, it could not be

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[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

A soulful poem with muse expressed superbly wow! Kudos!

Plz also read and comment my newest poem too