The romance of ruins and roses, a sight to behold
Amidst the decay, a beauty that never grows old
Roses blooming in the rubble, a symbol of love’s power
A love that endures, through every passing hour
The ruins may crumble, but our love remains
A beauty in the brokenness, our love sustains
Roses amidst ruins, a testament to our love.
© VishalDutia
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