This poem speaks all about a life
of one
any one
as is in today's world
all haveself- interest only
Spring came
of alllife
then went
I dived into the pool/and without a wave of water/then from the height of the spring board I dived clean
not a splash/none clapped
it was my spring.
Then as summer came
I walked along/the world of poetry/sang a song /no one heard me
In the autumn of my life/I severed off a tree/like an autumn's leaf/ someone said
Ah
Then in the winter of my life/as the snow covered me alright/they lowered me six feet below/then one said /well now that he has gone
A new spring shall be born
PP me was also one/now gone
Beautifully penned dear poet, PP, the irony of life not applauded till the very last. Spring comes and goes, but it would be none any better or worse, if praised or not. Only from one'; s core a voice should come: you lived well. I enjoyed this piece.
A new spring shall be born.......surely.Thank u, dear poet.anjandev roy.
HIGH AAAAAAAA RRRRRRRRRRR THANK YOU SIR SO MUCHLY GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So long as there is no 'Winter of Discontent...All's Well'...A very insightful verse, Poet. Well done!