Seasons Of Life Poem by Ishita Singha

Seasons of Life
She wanders in April woods,
Shedding her glittering tears like shower.
No one was there to think about her,
Neither friend clouds nor her beloved flower.

She was not able to enjoy ferment of the hour,
Though robin was singing in her mind.
So, she changed her mood and searched her smile.
The whole wood laughed at her, as she didn't find.

Now even she cannot think she is alone,
May be her sweet memories, someone can steal.
She tried to smile at her beloved's laugh,
But she always dreads to feel.

She was now flying with love birds,
As she reached woodlands of rain.
Flowers of happiness spread their essence in her life.
Now, they have erased all her grief and pain.

The primrose and its mates have flown.
The thrush's ringing note hath died.
No one was there to laugh at her,
Fondling light fall on her from god her guide.

The hell, the earth and the heaven was just for her,
and every moment was under her feet.
She travelled the whole way with a smile
until she decided something new to meet.

Lastly she reached the winter castle
And her journey came to an end.
Leaving all her happiness and sadness on the way,
before her destiny she had to bend.

Sitting near the window, bearing the painful cold wild,
She spread a beatiful smile on her face.
She now dropped tears from the bottom of heart
Remembering about those hate love and grace.

Leaving the world behind, she made her soul sleep,
but now she didn't hated tears nor loved the smile.
as she knew her life was made of,
All the seasons of life, all the seasons of life..........