Spring time see flowers bloom,
spreading fragrance and delight.
To wilt and die after some time,
merging with the earth without a sigh.
Different blossoms summer brings,
ones withstanding adverse conditions.
like the beads strung in a string,
wilting and dying as per their traditions.
The rains come mostly as the monsoon,
bringing all around lush green development.
Nature cleans all with its mops and broom,
overflowing rivers and new streams movement.
Autumn time brings falling leaves,
swept and gathered together in piles.
flames engulf them helped by breeze,
turning them all into fine ashes
Winter month makes all trees bare,
still some are green with needle leaves.
Giving us the loving Christmas trees,
and some pine cones as dried fruit bearers.
Like nature and its served wear,
we should change our attitude.
Burn the past embracing the future,
spread love compassion and gratitude.
thank you for liking my small attempt and drawing parallel of seasons with life and its seasons
renu jee, what a nice poem you have posted xlent. appreciated. you have nice vision. keep it up. follow what lord krishna said.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The circle repeats and eternal gratitude weaved in your words.
Thanks, all the seasons I hav included in this poem. I have also included the monsoon season.