Blossom Poem by Gajanan Mishra

No more winter,
Please come.
It is the time
To blossom.

Where is the sky
To make cherry
To commit the mistake.

No reason to wander
The plain road ahead.

Please come and
Have a look now,
The baby is looking
knowing everything.

For me forward and
Backward are the same
No matter
How you are going
To earn fame.

All the same,
It is the time
to meet and have
Face to face talk.

Please come
And everybody
Is with you
See my dear.