Spare a moment to witness the shedding leaves...
beholding a pattern of memories it weaves.
From the arrival of summer till wintertime,
wrapped up in blankets, admiring the beloved season of mine!
And when sensory street light fades away in the absence of living beings...
under the darkest version of night, never believe things the way it seems.
Although it makes no difference to the shinning stars by the presence of incandescent moon light,
Had to believe 'cause it was already there in black and white.
Instantly as I woke up in a midsummer morning,
flashes of colours beyond the rainbow seem to be leisurely forming.
Listen! Do you hear the shrill vibrations of nightingale's song?
I'm wondering among all these, where my bona fide existence belong!
Drop by drop as the water slides down the window pane...
the monsoon season alarms its arrival again.
I refill my heart with the flavour of rain, my mind goes numb.
Gazing outside thinking afresh - "Ah! It's time for autumn to come!"
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4 Shades in 1 Year
PoetryAs the four Seasons fill the measure of the year, it takes in all the beauty with an easy span. The seasons mentioned in the poem are autumn, winter, summer and rainy sharing the idea that they structure the actual rhythms & symbolic passages of lif...
