Dark Rose - A Poem

A love without purpose...is a ruthless dart. 

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When love without purpose

trespasses into a clueless heart

that knows no better,

it is but a dark thorny rose

that pierces like a ruthless dart

wrapped in a scented letter...

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White Blooms

I trudged ahead in the morning mist,
mile after dreary mile;
Despite the bite of winter's fist,
these blooms did make me smile...

                                                                                                              - ©Chethana

Early one morning, in December, I pulled myself out of bed to squeeze a walk into my busy (and boring) schedule. I almost missed these lovely blooms and doubled back to get a better look. And then, of course, out came my phone...and this simple memory remains in their enchanting beauty forever.