Spring Bird Poem by mohit soni

Spring Bird



Snow is melting down to the hills
and aged flowers of love
are blooming
listen
said the little spring bird

I will come

I will come and take away
the dreams of your
mortal eyes

And-
sow them into that soil of eternity
where old belief of humanity
still grows.

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