Spring In Delhi,2015 Poem by Jasbir Chatterjee
Spring In Delhi,2015
Holi, the annual Festival of Colors
Came and left this year on the same day...
Dutifully, as per her usual custom...
But Spring,
A willful lady, her heart filled with love
Refused this time to follow in tow...
Look around and watch how she walks...
Gracefully, with swaying hips,
In bold, vibrant, gorgeous attire,
Wearing flowers in her hair,
In a riot of colors, red, yellow, green, orange, magenta...
Summer,
His face glaring hot, his body filled with desire
Tried to plant a foot in her door last night...
But Rain and Dark Clouds,
Angrily pushed him out;
Snuffing out the fire...
Look around and remember Spring cannot be here forever;
She belongs to no one; she is here on a tourist visa...
While she is here, we might as well
Sing and dance with her,
In celebration of her sensuous, voluptuous beauty...
I truly like this poem- It is in itself a riot of colour.Tis full of sensuality and bursts with happy emotive joy. Fantastic. Happy 50 th! !
It gives me great pleasure to announce that this is my 50th poem on this webpage...
Looks like a red carpet welcome to an extended spring. The tussle between the forces of summers and the spring is a spectacle to be watched. Great poem with an equally powerful narrative. A quote from the poem: Spring cannot be here forever /....she is here on a tourist visa...
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I would like to translate this poem
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Beautiful personification of spring! Though she is a welcome guest, she will be there only on a short sojourn! When she comes, enjoy her company with singing and dancing! I particularly enjoyed your description of rain coming and snuffing out the heat of summer!