THE ROSE

Chilling breeze blew that week
a rose in my numb hand
throat dry and voice meek

Glaring the stupendous rose
forgetting my fingers that froze
lost in the flower's glare
i sat in my lonely despair

a tear paced down to the ground
shook my head up
saw my affections face
i was astound .!

Got up, inched towards her
casted my hand with the rose
and in simple words i proposed

she smiled .

my heart leaped
my eyes felt weak
and my dream along my heart broke..

i stood up
the rose i crushed
so did gods trust ..