I ain't sinful, delinquent or imperfect,
if ever my thorns prick you
Ascertain your approach before you blame
My genuine nature remains the same
No matter what you say
Just like the rose
I bloom
Beautiful in every way
Oh! To mention
My thorns are my patronage
Against the offensive, ruinous and vain.
- Shamama Firdous
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The Night Owl Poetry
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