There was something she thought again in his mysterious smile, <br />She tried to forget him but it was not possible even for a little while <br />She got out of her bed and walked around in the corridor <br />She was not ready to accept but her heart knew whom she was waiting for <br /> <br />It was in the royal banquet where she had met him the previous day <br />They unknowingly met in quiet an unexpected way <br />It was less than a moment they had noticed each other <br />He gave an adorable look and smiled as if he knew her <br /> <br />His eyes fluttered open all of a sudden at the thought of her <br />She was a perfect young maiden or she was royal rather <br />He leaned over his windowsill while a white dove came over his shoulder <br />“I’m almost addicted to her” he said with his clear blue eyes staring at her <br /> <br />The morning had begun with wide and sweet smiles <br />But was neither everlasting nor lasted for a long while <br />In his study room he was when the wild news came in <br />His marriage was fixed on Saturday in the Whackers Inn <br /> <br />The young man tried to persuade his father but, in vain <br />He only knew about the trouble he had due the love that gave him pain <br />The young girl came to know that her love would never be in her midst <br />She decided it was time for her last breath as she decided that she too might not exist <br /> <br />When he came to know that she was no more in his life <br />He killed himself to save the life of the unknown girl who wanted to be his wife <br />At the funeral everyone thought about the coincidence, which made all wonder <br />Why the bride and the groom died as the planned together<br /><br />deepthi mallampalli<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-thorn-of-the-red-rose/
