I was the dead earth
Unrelenting thunderous pour
Followed that heartburning summer
Hope of a spring distant
Withering leaves marked the winter
Shivering birds hid the chilly wrath
Cold & dark, heart slowed the beat
Steps stumbled in the path
Down with the falling leaves
Life seemed a dry dream
You marked the spring my love
Flying down with the silver wings
Sunny breeze, warming my naked arms
Pumping up the beat, with a poppy kiss
Clearing the sky, wiping the clouds
Vernal flowers, dotting the mountain
Orchid blossoms, smiling in the garden
Tutored cuckoo, reciting the merry song
Smoking white, breathing sweet
Flaunting fresh fragrance
Colours, flashing on the faded screen
Bringing life a fresh dream
Letβs run to that blue mountains
There we build a thatched cottage
Hanging blue bells, ringing always
Smiling blossoms, romance our thoughts
The morning walk
Β Heavenβs drops moisten our hearts
The evening talks,
Β Lilies kiss our feet
Letβs race in the countryside
Let our shoes sound the slush
That splash of colour
Let never fade
Let me stay
Hopelessly in love with you
And, that spring of love
Let be forever
Without Wax
Ash
January 23, 2016 at 2:04 pm
Wonderful poetry …it took me into that world ….will surely wait for more such blogs
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January 24, 2016 at 5:24 am
Thank u dear; happy that u could feel those expressions π
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January 23, 2016 at 3:33 pm
Awesome dearππ u expressed ur feelings so nicely,π π π π nim fan aagbittidhini nanu,,,,
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January 23, 2016 at 6:33 pm
Thanks a lot Shwetha….feels so gud to hear those words..:-)
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January 23, 2016 at 4:12 pm
This is..delightful !! ..I can say ash. Its like I experienced spring a month in advance. π π keep going. And lastly I have to say..you will become another Chetan bhagat π π
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January 23, 2016 at 6:31 pm
Thank u Chaithra…big words..filled my heart…:-)
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