It's November Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

It's November

Rating: 5.0


Everything has an end which adds another beginning
Novem- the nine, now it has been eleven
Numeric big to small in functioning share

It's transitional rainy monsoon to cold winter
Neither damp nor dry, it's colder but not harsh
It's thru the red wine to pale gray, golden brown to yellow nature

Symbolically it's a representative of life's final stage
In the shadow of wintry frost it scrambles the life's stamina
Sound saints to souls creative the born one is
Live in mind to mind the hard working ideas

Queen of all fall flowers- the chrysanthemum leads it
Signifies everything from a life to death! Oh
Opening the doors of eternities it reminds the short-day life

It's natural bloom period in the late summer, early winter
It's sunbathing love life for growing hard and revive better


27.11.2020 Chattogram

Saturday, November 28, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: month,november
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 30 November 2020

It's natural bloom period in the late summer, early winter It's sunbathing love life for growing hard and revive better I was just thinking that November has ended and December starts today. And the disturbing 2020 too, will vanish. Let us pray for a better 2021. Meanwhile, for the beautiful Chrysanthemum flowers, bathed in beauty - top stars.... :)

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 28 November 2020

Novem- the nine, THAT WAS PRE JULIUS CAESAR WHEN A YEAR HAD 10 MONTHS LUNAR CALENDAR BASED Now it has been eleven POST'' ET TU'' BRUTE THEN FALL CAESAR'' TWO MONTHS WERE INTRODUCED BY AUGUSTUS OCTAVIA SON OF JULIUS CAESAR HENCE JULY AND AUGUST WERE BORN.2000 YEARS READ ON AT MY PPME'S

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Suresh Kumar Ek 28 November 2020

Transitional seasons of life Is artistically brought out, Mahtab

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Yes, November is the pilot of December with which the year ends with a cold freezing winter following the pale autumn. You have described it in great words*****

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Varsha M 28 November 2020

November is the month eleven The dusk of year we began And time to begin anew again With a new hope and sunshine...... beautifully penned.

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