Oh dear
Since the day we met last
Many years have passed,
I count those years
When yellow leaves
Sheded by the deciduous trees
Fly around my house.
I see the seasons
Take their turns
The naked branches
Turn into green
Again and again
After every shedding.
As if they get younger
with every passing year.
My feelings for you
Like those green leaves
Remain green
Years after years.
My soul wants to fly
And sit between those green leaves
To be touched by the rain, wind and sun
That come from your kingdom.
I will mingle in the green of green leaves
Wait for the sunlight to fall on me
Every morning I will rise from slumber
To be washed by your light.
Then one day I will fall from mother tree
I will be blown off to a distant
Getting mixed in the soil
I will become nutrients for newtrees.
Simply marvelous, dear Ma'am Bharati........................10+++++++++++++
o the life the sense of life the mind of life wanna a green evergreen tour through the whole.........///
Yes, a poem never gets fully writ, and that is life. A lovely poem feelingly writ, and my visit was worth its while.
Bharati, this poem affirms my conviction that you are a natural poet. With ease, it seems, you express an intimacy with the natural world that is both accessible and lyrical. -Glen
My soul want to fly! ! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Fertile with the feelings of heart, and that of imagination, ending with a bit of philosophy, a very well-writ piece.
My heary thanks for your poetic comment.I am grateful for your encouragement.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Many years hav epassed giving us many more memories. We have gathered feelings to share. Green leaves mingle with mind and we mingle with green heaven. This poem has rich greenness and beauty of expression. This is an excellent poem shared here with beauty and benovelence. Thank you very much for sharing this lovely poem...10
Thank you Sir for your beautiful and inspiring comment.