When will the flowers boom? When will they take me out of my gloom When will they show no doom When will my flowers, again, bloom?
Once in the spring of springs Comes happiness, would they bring All the creatures of the forest are running Leaping with joy, the flowers are blooming
"Rejoice, rejoice" they shout Dance for happiness, it's all about All of them, heading to the south A cheer of praise, eachoing through their mouths
In the Winter of winters The waters stopped from the rivers The creatures are all brothers To fight against the storm that gathers
Why must the winter come? Why should it be a damage to some? Why must be the spring rain be gone? Why must I be left as one?
In the Autumn of autumns The leaves had fallen The beauty was now forgotten The splendor was gone forever again
Why must guilt fill ym heart? Why must the pieces be set apart? A puzzle, my life would start Why should the flowers part?
In the Summer of Summers Again and again, I'll be a flower When will the pieces be together When will the flowers bloom forever?
The seasons of life should pass They should ring like a brass They should rise again from the past They should make my flowers, forever, last
Four corners of life Should separate all strife I'll ask you, as clear as the moon When will my flowers, again, bloom?
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This is the only time we get to the titular poem?!
Haha. It has been a journey, folks. I admit that I loved it when I saw how my writing developed from cringy poems to poems like the one you read. It made me realize that I have grown, that I have gotten better.
It made me realize that I would never be the poet I am now if I hadn't walked through this phase.
What about you? What changes happened in your life recently? Comment below. :)
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