Those red velvet roses resembled my heart.
I wished to place them right beside yours'
in the pretext of wishing a very happy birthday to you.
But they bloomed in the V.C's garden in literary form.
Stealing was only way out for me to get them I thought.
I didn't think it was a big crime that I must restrain.
The night was dark and also I was in a black costume.
Hardly could anyone separate me from the darkness
as I slithered inside the rosy rows secretly scrawling.
Only two things now glittered, my eyes and the scissors
as I plucked those roses and put them close to my heart
safely there within my robe, fresh and intact.
Now that I think of those roses years ahead of time
I feel to know if they could reach there close to your heart
I feel to know if you could see the thief and separated his wishes from them!
© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.
Palas Kumar Ray
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