Spring came and went
I dived into the pool...and without a wave of water...then from the height of the spring board... I dived clean …not a splash …none clapped.... it was my spring.
Then as summer came, I walked along… the world of poetry… sang a song … no one heard me…
In the autumn of my life... I severed off a tree… like an autumn's leaf … someone said...Ah! ...
Then in the winter of my life… as the snow covered me alright… they lowered me six feet below…
then one said …
well now that he has gone...
A new spring shall be born…. PPME was also one… now gone.
a style linked to a fine message/nature as objective -correlative
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I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful simply beautiful. Thank u, dear poet. anjandev roy.