Tales of a Rose Petal

Tales of a Rose Petal 1: The Dawn

I am a rose petal,

Hidden well beneath my mother's womb,

Enjoying the beauty of darkness,

Playing along the rhythm of sound,

I am a rose petal...

I have never seen a sun,

I have never talked to a fly,

They say, a fly is a beautiful passer-by,

I have never seen a moon,

Neither I have seen rain,

They say, Rain is a gift from God's land...

I hear my mother's heart,

Beating deep within somewhere,

I feel her blessing to grow fair

I hear strange voices,

Uttering strange words,

Now, I can understand, those are people my mom cares...

Ohh! I can see a light today,

Is that the Sun? Is that the moon?

"No, my dear child" my mom whispers,

It's the fragment of daylight...

The stream of light is strong,

It hurts my bosom,

Still I am happy,

In next few days, m going to play my part,

Mom says that it's a vast world,

Soon I m going to have my own start...