The winds of spring
So elegantly to sing
The song of arrival,
Maybe the winters rival
They came causing trees to whisper,
They came provoking flowers to bloom,
The sigh to bar out winter,
the sign to bar out gloom
Like silent stars, like dreamy oceans
like lazy beaches and flamboyant hues
they come carrying the soothing lotions
To repay all the undone dues
But woe is an unwelcomed persistent guest
My dear lass ceased to love me
The moment haunts me like a ghost
There is no more bliss to see
She had gone away from greenfields
Gone with the winds of spring
Now alone i count my yields
Still had a song to sing
NOTE: Dedicated to all the lovers who let their dreams depart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem