A Red Rose robs me endlessly..

wallredA red rose for some weird reason

robs me of all my dreadful day’s rancour

and then it sneaks inside me to wind

around a poem trying to take birth

and then this red robber snips off

half of my soul as compensation

for that ravishing, riveting red

diamond which imprisons me in


some  inner well of wisdom where

no dark dribbles are permitted

to sneak through that red burnished

burgeoning wall of permanent peace


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