The Spring Comes Poem by Nosheen Irfan
The Spring Comes
After every cold glance
Comes the spring
With a friendly smile
A soft stirring
Of all that was frozen
Beneath the shivering
Of the sunless morning.
The spring comes
As a promise to the wounds
That healing is on the way
No need of stitches
Just inhale the air
Like the fragrance
Of the first love letter.
A fabulous poem. Your last four lines are my favourites. Top score and to my fav list
spring comes to shower the letter of heart; great to read and love it
Your poem brings a breath of fresh air to the numbing cold of a Canadian winter. Can hardly wait to get back on the tennis court come spring. Nosheen, THX for the warmth in your poem.
Superb poem, need some motivation and inspiration and this poem takes us there.5****
Some Winters seem like more than a glancing blow. I suppose that makes the smile of Spring all the more fragrant!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/8/2024 1:30:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Like the fragrance of first love letter.... very beautifully written. A beautiful poem on spring.