Pain, sorrow, insult and the stain <br />Still remain on my virgin petals. <br />You ruined my fame <br />Before I bloom. <br />Once I worshiped you, my feckless Hornet <br />You sing the same old song to another innocent flower <br />Beyond my vicinity and my inner cry never goes to your territory. <br />--- <br /> <br />'My little Rose bud <br />I am your old Hornet <br />You never see this wearied Prince <br />In your sweet dreams.' <br /> <br />-One of my native favorite songs <br />sung by Amarasiri.Pieris-<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hornet-and-a-rose-bud/
