During the spring in my riverine country
Green is every big and small tree,
Soft is every blade of grasses on soil
Cute is every mole and hill;
Love flies here at this romantic time
Singing the most thrilling rhyme,
Seeing here this nature
Anyone can draw its features;
Flowers will help them
With beauty and fragrance,
Bees and butterflies will attract them
To taste nectar and multi colors;
Birds will sing for them
Sweetly without any chorus,
West wind will enchant them
Randomly blowing in spring tunes;
Green and golden fields will soften them
Hoping for enough crops,
And watching the folks interesting
At late spring early harvesting;
Village boys and girls will meet them
With the chains of bakul flowers,
And smilingly will propose them
To taste half ripe spring blueberries;
They will also invite them
Arranging some spring ceremonies,
Being so close friends
Offering delicious homemade food;
In spring every year I come here
Where my roots call me, ‘come dear'
To observe, taste and hear
It is spring, all good unite together.
Copyright © Muzahidul Reza │4 March,2018
a wonderful poem that paints a picture of a joyful time? ......................well written Muzahidul
Lovely poem on great season the spring, wonderfy words and sentences, thanks poet
Love flies here in this romantic time Singing the most thrilling rhyme, ....................... loved
A so nice spring poem, so charming and attractive, everything of spring is present in it, thanks, vote 10
In spring every year I come here Where my roots call me, ‘come dear' To observe, taste and hear It is spring, all good unite together., ..... touching stanza
Spring is wonderfully and practically pictured here in this great poem, I have read it in many times, every times got much touch of my native as well, thanks for such a great poem
Birds will sing for them Sweetly without any chorus, West wind will enchant them Randomly blowing in spring tunes; , ....... outstanding but true in fact, thanks for this great poem
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During the spring in my riverine country Green is every big and small tree, ...