Garden of Thorns...

Garden of Thorns...

I am born in the garden of thorns...
I am a pot with all weeds...
I am a ocean with no water...
I am a glacier with no chill...
Am a flower without fragrance...
A morning without dew...
And a night without stars...
I have a strong relation with darkness...
But I see a rose in thorns,
A life in weeds,
Rain in ocean,
Peace in glacier,
Beauty in flower,
Sun in morning
And a moon in night.........