March 2 Poem by Nosheen Irfan
March 2
March promises growth
To the soil and the soul
March stirs with soft hands
The silent seeds of hope
My city smiles with assurance
As pathways forego boredom
My city is awake
Smelling of fresh foliage
Toned with purples and pinks
I'm witnessing rebirth
In the dead corners
Of doubts
Yet I wonder
Amid all this splendor
Is Love like spring too?
Beautiful but brief!
Excellent poem! I like the way you express things.. keep it up!
I liked the metaphor 'My city' used for your Heart, Superb poem, Welcome back dear Nosheen Ji.
Lovely poem, great metaphors. I guess it depends on whether or not you have met the one. I met my one nearly 40 years ago and we still bicker. My bossy boss.
My city is awake with the smell of tender foliage... sweetly expressed. A very commendable piece of work!
A marvelous blossoming and truthful write. Spring, hope and love beautiful but brief. But love and hope do have lasting attributes. Alas! Not so with spring.
5 Srtars Full for your well captured poem. To my Favourites. I have truly enjoyed this marvelous poem.
Is Love like spring too? Beautiful but brief! Of course not, dear Poetess, Especially true love not. Other love kinds perhaps. Spring is indeed as you impressively mentioned: Beautiful but brief:
Indeed love is how we see it and you did that wonderfully. Amid all this splendor Is Love like spring too?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I'm witnessing rebirth In the dead corners Of doubts Yet I wonder Amid all this splendor Is Love like spring too? Beautiful but brief! ----A splendid poem!