The Seasons Without Any Good Reasons Poem by Hazel Durham
The Seasons Without Any Good Reasons
The seasons of life,
The many seasons of love,
Seasons now without any good reasons
For the death of his love,
With gloomy depressed skies above
Autumn brings her agony of more tears,
Winter strikes her with ice cold fears,
Spring the rebirth of no celebrations or cheers,
Summer a time to remember how they used to dance,
Seasons then were like ripe fruit bursting with their romance,
She loves him even more with the rhythm of the music,
Dreaming as she moves in her lonely dance,
Without her heart and soul as Autumn falls,
She feels so tired and old,
Like the leaves falling brown, russet and gold,
Seasons without any good reasons,
His brown volcanic eyes drowning her in the death of his love,
Like the dark, eerie skies above,
Emptiness sways as her emotions fray,
As she remembers the beauty of his love,
The volcano erupted and the end of their romance,
She doesn't want a chance
Just his familiar arms around her shattered body,
Then the seasons will come alive and playfully dance.
A tiny candle's Light exists even amongst galaxies of darkness. So is hope in the heart amidst oceans of sorrows and in a grief-stricken life. A beautiful poem with a cute lovely name. 10+++ for the sharing.
The very memory of a love that brightened her life once is enough to propel the tired body now into a dance of joy! It serves as a cozy blanket to shelter her from the cold blizzards of autumn and the biting chill of winter! Even when love has met with an untimely demise, there is the feel of two protective hands encircling her which is enough to fill her gloomy days with an unspeakable joy! A great poem!
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The intricacies on emotion are placed perfectly, life and love dance as the depressing skies above gather to collect tears, Love towers above rhythm of music which is indeed rare in life for music usually is in complete control but not at this moment, yet leaves fall on shattered love yet the playful dance of the seasons do bring back life, ....you have a wonderful style of writing, I tip my hat to this wonderful poem!
Dear poetess, it is so emotional poem Emptiness sways as her emotions fray, As she remembers the beauty of his love, The volcano erupted and the end of their romance, She doesn't want a chance, .......................... in these lines you have summed up the main theme of the poem, thanks for sharing the poem with us, +++++++++++10+
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5/4/2024 6:31:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
For the death of his love, with gloomy depressed skies above autumn brings tear, grief and agony. We feel sorrows of deepness during death of any relative. But death is also a truth. Seasons of life carry beauty of perception and love. Autumn falls and gives feelings. Love carries rhythm of life's music. There is hope always that then the seasons will come alive and playfully dance. This is excellently penned brilliant poem shared here is interesting...10