Spring
Music ring
In the ear, spread cheer
Not all whose back gets stuck to the wall
It is for the young children fed up of taxing their brain
Bunk their class
In quest of enjoyment in the air
Where flowers bloom, fragrance spread
The earth becomes pink yellow, green and red
With colors
As children play for hours
It is holi in the air
Life sprouts everywhere
With the chirping of the birds
Love gushes in the hearts
The Cuckoo sing to its glory
It has its story
To narrate to spring and bring
Moments of peace and happiness
Grandeur and grace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem