Let the frozen winter leaves fall one by one
Green leaves, they may lie buried through our eyes
As the trees started weeping last night itself
And their knees too were sobbing
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Yes we are all secretly wishing the death of winter.......and birth of spring soon and sun shining brighter............... nicely composed.......well done my dear................
a terrefic write once again, , , , the title itself is very appealing, , so is the whole poem, , , ,
In The times of the great Romantic Revival, nature or season poetry used to be the song of hearts with the pleasures of a devotee that is called a pagan delight, but the hearts to day, being the victims of the extremities of the seasons compose such verses in which instead of the wordsworthian praises or Keatsian eulogies, we have the entreaties and the earnest requests to leave us first...the sun which is crying in the veiled state will be domineering us...but this is what life is that renders human being as a lover of a pleasant and moderate nature! I agree with all the comments here...! you are a prolific writer.
We are all weary of the cold at this time of year, and welcome the coming of Spring. Your poem says it all Dinesh. Good one.
Beauty of the chlll of winter as we wait for the light of spring shining on us with hope for better times! Beautiful write!
Yes this year, The West and the East are shaking with cold And the sun has gone in hide.....! In sync with the times when the poor people make a beeline before ration shops and shelter homes, the Sun has to queue up for buying bright shades for the incoming Spring! ! A novel way of addressing the winter and waiting for the spring! Enjoyed! !
Concerns nicely expressed. We will pass the difficult times and await brighter days. Thank you.