The Spring Poem by dipak adhya

The Spring

Spring time has come to me for a walk
Green leaves are much eager to talk
They stood by my village row
Today they all have forgotten the snow

Now I have been living within
Now they seem to play a violin
Let's see the leafy laces
All are bright on their faces

They all have forgotten the bound
They all have been rejuvenated and found
The past has gone away far back
Now they are in oblivion and black

The lives are stood on own feet
They stare at them - the lonely street
Besides me, there are the witness - leave
Everyone is joyous on the spring eve.