Bloom Like The Rose

We Love, we Cherish, we bloom once in our life;

Why not surrender to our Dreams;

Why do we have to care or sigh?

The world shall never understand

Nor shall it share our sorrow’s

Why can’t we just be US for Ourselves

To enjoy the fruits of youth?

If our Hearts are pure, our Souls clean,

Our Thoughts in the name of our Divine Being;

Then why should we not do as We wish,

For Youth never comes back once it slips,

And leaves us to regret if we let it pass

UNLOVED,

                       

UNBLOOMED

&

                                                  

UNCHERISHED.