Blossoming Poem by Nosheen Irfan

Wonderful poem, the spell that spring casts upon everyone does indeed cover the scars bringing smiles with colors and richness of a new fresh outlook, a great poem.

It is such a lovely write- - -The world blossoms again with the approach of spring- - -The scars and pains gone- -To quote a few lines- - - The world blossoms again- - After every fall, after every sigh Gathering the pieces, covering the scars The smiles sparkle again-

Hi Nosheen, That the fall opens into spring is, of course, the most unexplainable wonder of nature. Just as every night dawns into a dawn. This is the cycle of life as well. For every trough of wave, there is a crust too. And the spring springs surprise on us by sprouting a blossom at the most unexpected time of the year- just when winter winks her eyes. The smiles sparkle again- - On faces, when spring blossoms. But, tear-stained by loss Or contorted with the pain of defeat Again The world blossoms, the smiles sparkle As colors of spring glow in richness To decorate the paths awaiting us. colorfully decorated poem. Glowing with positive energy. A perfect 10++

beautiful poem of spring. beautiful is its simplicity. so the era of scars and tears is not the blossom. lovely

Spring has arrived here and in your poem.

A magnificent poem... beautifully penned. Top score.

The Smiles! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

COLORS OF SPRING... DECORATE THE PATHS AWAITING US. What a beautiful conclusion to a poem which acknowledges the disappointments of life, what Keats called THE WEARINESS, THE FEVER, AND THE FRET of human life. Your ending rises above such negativity and shows us smiles and blossoming beauty are also the reality of the world. Your poem may be short in length but its meaning casts a long shadow of delight.

That blossoming is inevitable after every setback. That is life and you have captured it well in this short poem.

I keep starting to comment and end up saying WoW! ! ! I have never WoW seen the subject WoW handled quite like this WoW. [see what I mean? ] I return to your poem and reread it instead of finishing a fruitful comment. The world blossoms again- - After every fall, after every sigh Gathering the pieces, covering the scars The smiles sparkle again- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Extraordinary, Nosheen. It just blossoms! ! ! ! ! ! Gathering the pieces, covering the scars- - remarkable choice of words that play off of each other, physical seasonal words yet so philosophical at the same poetic time! This goes into my fav list, my dear, and it es worth at least a thousand 10's!