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JAYA GHOSH


When it will be spring


see flowers on my window
Cold winds whipping about
Soon I think
Wolves will begin to howl
When will it be spring?

Frozen days
When nature stands statue still
Cold hands, cold feet, cold heart
When will it be spring?

Haven’t heard a bird sing
The sun shines through a frozen haze
Sad days, cold days
When will it be spring?

Submitted: Wednesday, February 23, 2011

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  • Kee Thampi (6/13/2011 11:44:00 PM)

    Hale....
    Frozen days
    When nature stands statue still
    Cold hands, cold feet, cold heart
    When will it be spring?

    lovely to read (Report) Reply

  • Jameel Ahmed Ansari (2/23/2011 3:47:00 AM)

    Lovely poem well narrated. There is always a storm after a lul. Spring will definitely arrive dont worry. Really loved your poem. Keep it up. (Report) Reply

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