Friday, November 30, 2012

ROSES of my garden


be the petals of our love...and i will be the thorns and stem... thorns(protecting u), stem( supporting u)

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you may wonder why i avoid giving you roses.... because those dew drops remind me of your tears


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if u take me to a vast rose-garden and ask me to select only 1 rose.... i think u know, i would kiss u...


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it always happens....half-blooming rose buds always remind me your lips...and withered petals, your closed eye-lashes


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answer me...., how many million roses, this earth would have produced till now...and how many millions would it produce in future ?! 

dont bother....no rose would be as sweet as you.


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after the moon stops weeping, we see a lot of stars...
are they your tear drops?! or..moon's?!


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