As the spring arrives
With fresh leaves fluttering
And flowers blooming
Songs of shepherds
Floating over the valley and
A cool stream flowing
The cuckoo singing
Its song of love in the shade
Of a frond hiding
And the birds chirping
In mid air for short skirmishes
Gathering and dispersing
A time to celebrate
Life with colors and aromas
All around floating
And the clouds in
Scattered groups across the
Sky silently moving
Holi Festival is the harbinger of spring. Before summer takes all the colours, we have flowers everywhere. Nice one.
Let us welcome Spring with a heart full of joy and the sweet music of Cuckoo..Lovely Poem dear Anil ji.....10
And the clouds in Scattered groups across the Sky silently moving...liked the poet's keen observation!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem! Well done x