Guns and Roses


if these roses can whisper

to people of different ears

if seeds can listen awhile

this could carry tears and cheers


thorns could prick their skin

protruding from the stalks

but roses are all akin

various flags along the garden walks


beautiful buds now abloom

speaking softly to the stars

thoughts were read by the restless moon

concerned about the ongoing  wars


if all the guns will turn to lovely flowers

no bubble of hatred will burst as it poses

no braves and cowards would ever cower

when bombs and arrows  become  bouquet of roses…

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