as the winter's frost fades away,
the temple bells herald a new day
waking nature up from its hibernation
nudging it to life with silent invocation
here approaches the king of seasons,
a time for the heart to sing without reasons,
here approaches the pleasant spring
and all shall hail the return of the king
clear blue skies adorn the new dawn
and nightingale's sing on spring's first morn
the forest is brought to stand on its feet
watching the peacock dancing to the beat
the sun shines bright with rays ever so warm
lighting up the day with its magical charm
a cool breeze blows on a moonlit night
bringing eternal joy and wondrous delight
I just home the weather was as good as you have written.
ReplyDeleteAwesome writing man, i thought guys with analytic bent are not creative, but you proved it wrong.
thanks dude.. weather in bangalore is like this only.. winter evenings can be a bit depressing though!
ReplyDeleteSpring is King ;)
ReplyDeleteSuperb rhyme-scheme & nice poem. Keep it up da. :-)
ReplyDeleteAwesome! didnt know you were a poet Sumanth!
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