The Spring Is Gone Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
The Spring Is Gone
the spring is gone
and with it the wind
cloyed with sweet fragrances
the trees are silent
the leaves are down and
gone are their feeble utterances
the spring is gone
and the sun comes out
early in the morning burning hot
the sky is out of
reach to the eyes and
looks empty without clouds to float
Exact depiction about gone spring and the arrival of scorching heat from the golden globe.
Thank you Anil ji for this small yet poignant poem.....Top score
As you have mentioned, now it is summer - the sun comes out in the morning with burning heart blinding our very eyes.
Dear Anil ji, Thank you for this truthful poem. Absolutely, In India, spring is for such a short period. It has already bid goodbye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/30/2024 5:52:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
GREAT AKP HERE SPRING HAS MERGED WITH DYING WINTER MAY BE SKIPPED WHEN SUMMER COMES
Appreciated. True.