It was not pleasing when autumn came,
It was a total leaf-out game.
Looked like leaves were in exile
The trees lost their fashionable style.
Birds and insect flying out of city
Frogs and squirrels went sleepy.
Chilling weather which nurture
Out of blazing sun that torture.
Cool breezes flow outside
All day and every night.
Chilling water that’s so cool
So sweet and so tasteful.
In bright colours, seen are birds,
Animals grazing in their herds.
Lying leisurely in the soft grass
While travelling in U.K., U.S. or France.
The days to wonder and to think,
When the flowers blossom in red and pink.
Blazing sun, so hot and fierce,
That only season which a child fears.
Longing for vacations to come,
To visit places and see the birds hum;
Or to go to hill tops or seas,
Or to camp in midst of tress.
Then came the rain heavily,
I sat on the sofa cozily,
As the school gave a rainy day
But in the house only I have to stay.
But my happiness knew no bound,
As I slept in the night so sound.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem