O Spring, the King of Seasons!
Your arrival gladdens every one.
You appear for three months in a year.
With your arrival winter disappears.
Summer shows no courage to face you.
Flowers cover every tree in different hue.
The Cuckoo pours a sweet melody
Which makes the travellers lively
When they become very weary.
From flowers the bees collect honey.
Wind blows, dances with mirth
And spreads fragrance in every heart.
Lovers eagerly await you for a year.
They're delighted getting you near.
You are ever green and full of youth.
Very nicely you decorate this earth.
Everyone is fascinated by your charm
As you make this earth the garden of Heaven.
Kolkata, India.
14th August,2013.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is such a beautiful poem dedicated to Spring - I love it!