When Winter Melts Poem by Debendra Majhi

When Winter Melts

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when winter tends to
confluence with summer,
frozen time melts down
and spring springs up.
the mango buds
sprout abundant.
the mango birds and cuckoos
sing aloud,
the black drongos
hoop around.
when the winter melts,
the morning dews evaporate
tender leaves re-appear,
the crescent moon
re-shapes to gibson, then to full,
full moon then turns blue moon.
when winter melts...

Monday, January 29, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rini Shibu 29 January 2018

Lovely poem about the spring.. Well penned

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Debendra Majhi 29 January 2018

thank you poet for your appreciation.

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Rasmita Majhi 19 August 2019

Well expressed thoughts and feelings an introspective piece of poem written with conviction.

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Dr Antony Theodore 18 November 2018

the mango buds sprout abundant. the mango birds and cuckoos sing aloud, the black drongos hoop around..the drama of nature........your powerful observation and meditation on the changing season.. marvelous poem dear poet. tony

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Rebecca Navarre 06 February 2018

Ever So Beautifully Described! ! ! ! ! Gives Beautiful Feel! ! ! ! ! Awesome! ! ! ! ! Thank You Ever So Much For Sharing This! ! ! ! ! Endless 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! +++++

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Debendra Majhi 08 February 2018

thank you poet for your profound comments and appreciation.

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Chinedu Dike 03 February 2018

Beautiful depiction of gradual exist of winter and the onset of summer with spring, well articulated and elegantly penned with insight. Good rendition of words nicely encapsulated with conviction. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Debendra.

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Debendra Majhi 04 February 2018

thank you dear poet for your 360 degree appreciation of the poem.Your words are inspiring indeed!

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Bharati Nayak 01 February 2018

A wonderful picture of nature when Winter is melting and Spring is arriving.Let me quote a few lines from this lovely write- - when the winter melts, the morning dews evaporate tender leaves re-appear, the crescent moon re-shapes to gibson, then to full, full moon then turns blue moon. when winter melts...

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