When nature lay shivering,
And not a single song remained,
Nature turned a new leaf,
And the stirring of songs began.
Spring came knocking at the door,
Spreading colors across the horizon;
Nectar-sweet blooms, heavy with blossoms,
Cast their intoxicating spell all around.
Then Autumn made its entrance,
And all the flowers withered away;
Like the searing fire of separation,
It scorched every fiber of the soul.
When Summer took hold of the skies,
The heavens themselves burst forth;
And through the outpouring of tears,
Gifted the soothing touch of cool relief.
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@Ramesh Rai
15/9/2026
16/9/2026
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem