There stood a red rose of elegance, <br />In a field of loneliness; <br />The wind blows and each breeze takes a petal, <br />Its stem is becoming weak; <br />The clouds are closing in on the rose's place. <br />The raindrops begin to fall; <br />Still the wind blows and takes away its beauty, <br />After hours of pain, the remains stand limp; <br />As the last petal hang, <br />I saw a tear fall from its face and felt sorrow.<br /><br />Mahfooz Ali<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-saw-a-tear-fall-from-its-face-and-felt-sorrow/
