The first day of spring
Yet flowers keep withering
Uncanny season
Αρχή άνοιξης
Μα τ'άνθη μαραίνονται
Τι αλλόκοτο
Spring is a season of birth and renewal. Yet, because of unfortunate events this season has turned into a nightmare. A poignant write. Excellent haiku.
Uncanny season! Only with a reason. Thanks for your comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.
Spring is the time of new life.....this spring is uncanny. A very fitting poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, the season is uncanny. Well written. anjandev roy.