The Lost Spring Poem by Musfiq us shaleheen
The Lost Spring
This day you left me
And spring lost its flower forever
At early spring, young called never
Again in a low silent day,
I heard the crisping of a lost grasshopper
In a black and white glow dream
Far away from the silky moon sprung
There birds feathers were oping with high delicate
Though Pale petals were losing their pixel with pleasant
But the high divine melody colored the deep purple
Then another high spring fallen to light purple
Yellow flowers bloom on her pale face again
At Night mild murmur cools the heart of the passionate
And the Sunflower rises on the first shines of sun
Melts with a dream after a long winter washed
Musfiq us shaleheen,12th February,2014
A beautiful poem written just in time for Valentines Day. Your expressions of love is great in this write. Love compared to flowers that will soon again bloom in freshness and renewed.Very sweet poem.
I'm lost for words, I love this work of supreme beauty, so delicate with lines that leave a trail of the comfort of hope! Thank you so much for sharing.
Intresting piece. Things can loss their glow when things we desire flee. Thanks for shating
This poem is a lovely evocation of the spring season, both for its beauty and for its memories. You use of colors is remarkable - I especially like the purple - it makes spring not only a riot of growing things but also an explosion of colors after the dullness of winter. You wrote of your appreciation of my spring poem and now I can express my appreciation of yours. We may live thousands of miles apart but poetry and spring create a unity in our two minds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This day you left me And spring lost its flower forever The poem opens on a note of sadness.... but it ends with a touch of hope and 'flowers once again blooming on her pale face'! ! Enjoyed reading it! !