I wrote this poem 12 years back for my kid sister’s school assignment. I have not been able to blog much as I have some major exams coming up in May and June. I really felt like posting this poem today. There is no spring for me at this moment. But I can always feel it in my heart and mind. I hope you feel it too!
Spring is in the Air
Vibrant flowers flirting with butterflies,
Colourful birds flying with unrestrained cries,
The zephyr whispered in my ear
To overcome all strifes and fear,
For spring is in the air, its treasures are truly rare.
I remembered a song left unsung
The caverns of winter had kept me hung
Birth of hope, which helped me to cope
With all the undue strifes of my unfriendly life,
For spring is in the air, its treasures are truly rare.
As boughs are pregnant with flowers of a kind,
There is birth of ideas in my mind.
The eternal sunshine, intoxicating me like the most splendid wine.
For spring is in the air, its treasures are truly rare.
Aishwarya_the sailor
beautiful lines…Your writing is so amazing that i keep reading your post again and again.
keep writing.
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Thank you
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