LIVING

A thornless rose
Is a fake prose
The redful beauty
Is blood's duty

An unburied seed
Would never breed
Earth shattering innocent hopes
Through darkness of ages
Rise true sages
Unwatering stealthy, greedy slopes

A tearless eye
Is never dry
Laden with hidden guilt and pain
A cheerful face
Full of grace
Shows off the barrenness of rain

A sorrowless life
One with no strife
Degrades the value of giving
Betrayals and threats
All the dirty secrets
Are true essence of living