Season Fallen Poem by Musfiq us shaleheen

After all the young season fallen
And the winter rises to its rhythm
Shores are dead with white snow
Shoes are slipping all around
And then Sun goes to hell-

But, You can see the marigold merriment

A melancholy sky too dry to cry
‘O’ darling you have told a lie
I can hear the yesterday’s life
Some where the rain is raining
Some where I am weeping

But, how can you see the marigold merriment?

The road light is too dim, the more I see
Yes the lie is insight too insightful burning
‘O’ darling you have told a lie
Somewhere the dark is darkest
Somewhere you are dancing

You can see the marigold merriment

Oh! No… no…………………. no
The wind of banner passes through my life
Forget the past and blown away
Bite the past as if the rock cracks

'O’ darling, how can you see the marigold merriment?

- Shaleheen,10th March,2014
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