Flowers and sorrows, arise gloom and die
Seasons how can they twist knife in the cut
A full summer died in my arms but the spring
When freezing bough of months came back to alive
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What a beautiful poem. Absolute delight. The cycle of seasons has so much to teach us. And spring smiled to me, said Cuts and wounds bind within days Dark of December is not with you always
Beautiful, and congrats of being chosen as poem of the day by member! many poems to go now..keep sharing the thought Aabid
Seasons smiles and fall off in time. Beautiful write. Congrats on member poem of the day!
Right in the center: sing a single song Those tones are rare left with few Dew drops on my face A perfect haiku. Sometimes less is more.
Verily, phases of life, joy and sorrow change as seasons of a year
Rich in imagery. Seasons affect the mood of a person. Flowers and sorrows both are temporary. well penned.
Yeah, seasons come and go but Spring brings with it lots of freshness and beauty. Nice poem and congrats.