Ashwathy Krishna

Rookie (29-05-1992 / kerala; kozhikode)

Changing Seasons - Poem by Ashwathy Krishna

What a beautiful weather ! ! ! ? ? ?
How i love to see! ! ! ? ? ?
the wind, the blow,
making the leaves to flow,
the first dropp of rain,
falling from no where i can see,
but into the roots it reaches,
and sprouts a new leaf.
The cool breeze which pears,
into my nose and to my blood it reaches,
giving me a new delight wanting its every piece.
The thunder and lighting which it brings
is the terrifying part for me,
but every thing has its beauty
and so no doubt about these.
Slowly the rain stops and
also its zest with it, and
slowly the clouds moved on
weather changed giving me all new
changes with it! ! ! !

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 20, 2011

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