Ode To A Summer Spring Poem by vittal vandavasu

It was last summer's spring
I played in nature's arms
I hear the songbird sing
A melody spread over farms

With my friends I used to go,
To the blue lake with mango trees
And a charming breeze
We sit for long, quite away from woe

To welcome the bliss of solitude
I walk the streets with falling leaves
This was my wish of attitude,
From life that always leaves

Used to give merry sings,
Sitting on a river's side
Used to ponder upon things,
From woe I try to hide

Used to run on the greens
Below the blues sky
Never let go a beauty unseen
I tried to pursue my why

And now I am the scapegoat
With people crafting my woe
I am searching for a boat,
Which would take be back the go

Stand up on dry leaves fallen
With the coldness in my eyes
With a bundle of sighs
My heart with grief is swollen