A Summer's Tale Poem by Schhzad Kareme

A day it was of summer morn;
Of gleaming sun beyond the peaks;
Of all the beauties nature-born
And playful thoughts that each soul speaks.

A softly feeling breeze would blow;
The candle light of sun aflamed,
Beneath which every life did glow
And joyous hearts were now untamed.

Adorned was earth of leaves and blooms
That swarmed and stretched afar beyond.
Heaven was earth if one assumes,
For hell from world did long abscond.

As birds were singing madrigals
And roses making air incense.
So fanciful as wit be false,
The sky be seen a marvel thence.

A freedom gained for passions strong,
was summer season all about.
Had I too kept few dreams along
In hope for days to bring them out.

But golden summer passed away
Which unawares and leaved no clue,
Messenger who does no more stay,
Bade farewell sailing southwards flew