When the harsh summer
Surrenders
To the charms of the gentle autumn,
Everything seems to be so beautiful…
The weather becomes so wonderful,
The soft breeze feels so good
The leaves
Rustle with a very soft tune,
The flowers
Flutter in a waltz,
The sparrows
Join me in humming my favorite song….
I forget all my daily tribulations,
My heart
Bursts and overflows with joy
And everything I say
Turns into a symphony of words
While I recall that wonderful day in autumn
Of 1988…
Twenty-one years ago, and such vivid memories...especially those which brought you much joy...something happened..Good for you. Well expressed, Jasbir.. Cheers. Subroto
Each and every word of the poem is filled with joy, beauty, amazement, songs and symphony. When the harshness of summers ebbs and warmth of autumn takes over, one is struck by the thought whether the autumn could last for ever along with the pleasures it brings with it? It was indeed a pleasure to have read the poem, Jasbirji.
I don't know why the autumn of 1988 was so important to you, but that is something personal. It's too hot nowadays and autumn is eagerly awaited. The poem is so beautiful that it helped in removing the pains of the hot summer at a place where there is no electricity for at least 8 hours during one day, yes three times a day we remain victim of energy shortage. Some times this duration is even more due to break downs.
The haunting memory of a bygone autumn is thus recorded nicely]Good job!
but why? the autumn comes every year. any way good expression with full of grammar. i like it really. one more question, why not the spring? keep writing. full marks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To have lived such an exceptional day and to be able to keep it forever in a poem. We wordsmiths are very blessed and lucky people.Thanks for sharing. Kindest regards, Sandra Fowler