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Palas Kumar Ray

Rookie - 183 Points (India)

Seasons Of Mind

Promises not kept, failing repaying debt
commitments not fulfilled and no time left.
I swear, I sweat, I feel so hot
This is the Summer, don't say me not.

Hide ans seek my wishes play
now I'm sad and now I'm gay!
changing my moods, so high and low
This is the Monsoon I know, I know.

Commitments fulfilled, promises kept
accomplished, satisfied, free from debt.
I'm in peace now, happy and gay
This is the Autumn, need not say.

Death and despair makes my day
hope and trust have lost their way!
Friends are away and fear that reigns
I know, I know, the Winter prevails.

Everything is colorful, every heart is bright
I'm so cheerful, happy and light!
Wishes are fulfilled, dreams come true
This is the Spring, I know, I know.

© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.

Submitted: Thursday, July 24, 2008
Edited: Saturday, June 07, 2014

Topic of this poem: season

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  • Rookie Mamta Agarwal (12/14/2008 8:49:00 AM)

    Palas, how did i miss this for so long- great write- indeed mind has seasons like nature. a philosopher would say maintain equipoise in all seasons, easier said than done. best is to go with the flow. impressive poem.10

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Bob Blackwell (11/9/2008 6:04:00 AM)

    Seasons of the mind, life changes all the time, the renewal of spring, the growth of summer, in autumn we reap the fruit, which sustains us through the winter of out lives. A very good poem which I enjoyed reading. Bob (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 10 Points Lily Law (10/9/2008 12:11:00 AM)

    Life is full of colours.. And every colour has its own meaning... No matter if it make us feel happy or sad, there is always tomorrow that will dropp by to say hello... Lovely piece.. Thanks a lot! ! 10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 96 Points Maria C. Costa (10/8/2008 6:38:00 PM)

    In our view, this is an accomplished product of your sensitivity and fertile imagination!
    We've enjoyed the different features of mind at each season... even though some of those are not desirable, we know. You have 'travelled' across Life!
    Good luck! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 231 Points Indira Renganathan (8/26/2008 5:53:00 AM)

    Thanks for all your comments Palas..spring blossoms not only when the wishes are fulfilled but also when one's mind is all well set with a complete knowing of life...all ups and downs by years of old age without any fear, any vacillation..your poem holds a good subject.I like it very much for your presentation of words too10+++.Thank you (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Inbar A (7/29/2008 2:20:00 AM)

    A truly lovely poem, with light rythm and beautiful idea behind the words. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sandra Fowler (7/27/2008 5:49:00 AM)

    Praise for your rich imagination. The seasons of your poetry have
    become the seasons of your life.

    Warm regards,

    Sandra (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Lynda Robson (7/25/2008 10:05:00 AM)

    Nothing ever stays the same, your poem reflects lifes ever changing seasons, well penned,
    Lynda xx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Rema Prasanna (7/25/2008 9:48:00 AM)

    Seasons change, minds change... lifes change.. enjoy your season it is in your hand.. good poem, fine creative one.10

    Rema (Report) Reply

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