One moment you make me laugh
in sheer abandonment,
the next you wash your linens
with my tears…
summer
You are always there
In a sigh
In a laugh
In a cry
autumn
You are still there
In every song
In every story
In every building
In every street
winter
A constant battle I rage inside me
a war against your memory
they come as thousand marching soldiers
Some days I win, some days I loose
spring
Unwritten……………
Spring is when a new life blooms.. unless of-course the earlier produce is kept in a sophisticated climate controlled compartment!!..:D
ReplyDeletehmmmm..lets see what spring has in store for everyone...till then... we wait...
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