Spring Of Spring Poem by Methmi Mandara

Spring Of Spring



New year comes for us, not in January first
Cos' the sun moves to the zodiac of goat
Flowers smile, birds sings to cheer his journey
Ah…ha April came with laughter and harmony

Time for new years' fest
The kookoo bird said staying at the west
With a whistle with happiness zest
I and thou know it's the best

Blast of fire crackers with a huge sound
Happiness, purity, the nation found
Wee kids playing all around
Fireworks passing without a bound

Erabadu blossoms red and bright
Bending towards the new year sight
Sinhala spring through day and night
Time to have fun with a pillow fight

Being in the country with a year through spring
This is the best time which is the sun bring
Put on a smile and wash off the grin
Come everyone it's time to swing

Sweet meats passing hand by hand
Drum beating waving as an Eastern band
Cleaning the shelter by sweeping the sand
New year's princess, spring is on stand

Spring Of Spring
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This maybe something totally new for you all my dear readers......Can you guess what I mentioned about? I am a Sri Lankan and our traditional new year is on April according to the Sinhala calendar. Sri Lanka doesn't have any seasonal change like Winter, Spring, Autumn and Summer. Everyday, it's like spring but the Spring is increasing on the month of April As it is mentioned in Sri Lankan Astrology, the sun is travelling from through the Zodiac sign circle. When the sun finished one circle from Pisces and again started from Capricorn, It's new year for us. Here, I have mentioned about a bird named Kookoo. It is an endemic bird of Sri Lanka who is so active throughout this season. All it's sound is waving through the nature throughout this month. This season is full of fireworks and crackers..... Also, here I have mentioned about a flower called Erabadu. It is also an endemic flower of Sri Lanka. It is red in color which especially blooms in April. The thing I have mentioned about a pillow fight is also a game done on this season. There is a wooden stand above the ground where 2 people sit on with one hand tied. They are fighting with a pillow until one falls to the ground. I have said 'Come everyone, It's time to swing' You may wonder what this means! Swinging is an activity we are doing throughout this season. We hang 2 ropes on a tree and keep a wood in the between those two. Then we are sitting on it...Swinging and having fun. This is a time which all Sri Lankan share sweets, Clean all shelters. This is the happiest time of Sri Lanka.
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Methmi Mandara

Methmi Mandara

Colombo, Sri Lanka
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