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Ongoing, First published Feb 11, 2020
Spring is a season of vitality, regeneration and animation. It symbolises revival, rebirth, optimism, youth and merriness. Spring succeeds winter, which is portrayed as dead, depressing, dark, impassive and spiritless. Through my poem, I've compared and drawn a parallel between Winter/old age and Spring/youth, thus, intertwining the two cycles- that of weather and of human life. The poem is also an affirmation that- come what may, the low, desolate, dispiriting phase in a person's life will eventually and inevitably be superseded by a fresh, gay, euphoric phase; all you got to do is to hold on, be patient and keep walking. Be it Winter/ old age or a bleak phase, it will all wrap up and be taken over by "spring". Like the phoenix rising out of it's ashes, the spirit will revive, the life will take over and the cycle will keep gyrating.

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I started writing it when i was in the hospital on an extremely chilly winter day. My inspiration was an exceedingly old man, who was totally infirm, having pipes and catheters jutting out of his orifices, seeing him struggle and flinch in pain took me on a journey into my pensive mode and I couldn't resist but pen down a few initial lines which later provided me with the foundation on which I built my poem.
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