The leaves are yellow and fallen off
The water is dried and the land has cracked
No more smiles and the beauty is gone
Love has gone and you are dead
Once the sun protected this earth
But now it ferociously turned to destroy
She sobs in the murk of foggy nights
Prays for the cool breeze
And brightly colored spring
Once again the golden rays will fall
And her ravishing beauty will be restored
Once again the golden rays will fall! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
After winter the spring will come and the ravishing beauty will be appeared again. Beautifully presented. Thanku u dear Rini for justifying restoration.
This is a very thought invoking poem that is very nice to envision the poet's interpretation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Let us hope that as the seasons roll by, the bare trees will be clad with lush green leaves, the dried up ponds and rivers will be full of crystalline waters and flowers will nod their heads on meadows and valleys and our Earth will once more restore her ravishing beauty! Though a lament, there is hope at the end!
Thanks for your encouraging words..! !