Just like the silent sound of the lighting
Thunder's lights spread all over in the sky
Rose's awesome brightness so igniting 
Romances pink's dots very dim and shy

Thundering sounds jet black paints on heart
Yet leaves no particle on sky a scar
Beautiful scents made its petals an art
So rose never been hurt by its thorns bar

Glowing sun shows the aesthetics value
Without the sun's love and its grace so pure 
Rose would have gone static in growth of blue
And nothing would be rain to be its cure

Though guided is rose with flimsy bright thorns
Yet it equips the rose nature adorns