In the garden of thorns, that my life is,
All I ever wanted was,
For a single Rose, to blossom,
And alleviate the pain, with its hue,
Its own color indistinguishable,
From my anguish.
Instead, I found a cosmos flower,
And it's still early spring,
I await patiently for the fall to come,
To see you blossom fully,
And see all the thorns disappear,
Your presence, the only thing,
It ever needed......!!!
- Abhishek Sharma Acharya