We, Flower and thorn, a single soul.
We, Flower and thorn, a single soul.
The flower blooms in colors bright,
While I, the thorn, stand firm in night.
Your petals soft, a gentle grace,
My spikes protect, a guarded place.
In sunlit fields, you dance and sway,
I hold the line, keep harm at bay.
Together bound, a curious pair,
In beauty's touch, we both do share.
Your fragrance sweet, a soothing balm,
My presence strong, a quiet calm.
Though different, we complete the whole,
Flower and thorn, a single soul.
GR kaviyoor
27 05 2024
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