The Secret Within

The lonely rose at the river bank

Swayed with the gentle breeze

Blooming on a thorny shank

Seemingly laughing at ease.

Thousands of secrets locked in its heart

Of people looking for a reason to smile

Of lovers who meet and part

Of travelers who have walked many a mile.

Of children looking at it in awe

Of poets trying to look for words

Of kids on the bank that it saw

Of hundreds of chirping little birds.

It seemed to say to the passers- by

"Just wait for a moment and spare a glance,

I give you a lesson before I die,

I smiled amidst the thorns when it was my chance.

I kept the secrets locked within

Now I am dying, my head I bow

I enjoyed the lights bright and dim

And I think, it’s your turn now."