Spring Poem by Aabid Masroor
Spring
Flowers and sorrows, arise gloom and die
Seasons how can they twist knife in the cut
A full summer died in my arms but the spring
When freezing bough of months came back to alive
But lifeless floating corpse-Alive what for
Birds- they don't join and sing a single song
Those tones are rare left with few
Dew drops on my face
The woods and mighty falls-sleep in rest
Seems winter is on its way
And spring smiled to me, said
Cuts and wounds bind within days
Dark of December is not with you always
Rich in imagery. Seasons affect the mood of a person. Flowers and sorrows both are temporary. well penned.
Verily, phases of life, joy and sorrow change as seasons of a year
Yeah, seasons come and go but Spring brings with it lots of freshness and beauty. Nice poem and congrats.
What a beautiful poem. Absolute delight. The cycle of seasons has so much to teach us. And spring smiled to me, said Cuts and wounds bind within days Dark of December is not with you always
Beautiful, and congrats of being chosen as poem of the day by member! many poems to go now..keep sharing the thought Aabid
Seasons smiles and fall off in time. Beautiful write. Congrats on member poem of the day!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Dew drops on my face.... congrats on being picked...