Spring
THE BIRDS SINGING THE MELODY OF BLOSSOMS.
THE BUDS SPRAYING THE FRAGRANCE OF EMOTIONS.
I AM WRITING THE SPRING! .....I AM,
PAINTING THE HUE ON THE CANVAS OF HEART
SPREADING THE GREEN COMPASSION ALL OVER THE WORLD
INJECTING THE COLOUR OF FREEDOM INTO THE WINGS OF BEES
POURING THE PIOUS BLUE INTO THE CURVES OF STREAMS
ADDING THE CURRENTS OF CHALLENGE TO THE WATERFALLS
I AM WRITING THE SPRING! ......I AM,
PAINTING THE SPROUTING BELIEF... A BELIEF TO ACHIEVE.
LET ALL THE TENDER LINES OF NATURE,
DROP THROUGH THE BRUSH OF DESIRE!
I AM WRITING THE SPRING!
SPRING MEANS HOPE !... "YOU" MEANS THE SPRING!
SPRING, A MAGIC ALTAR TO ROTATE THE SEASONS OF LIFE!
BUT, LIFE IS A MAGIC REALITY!
I AM WRITING THE SPRING!...............................................!
Copyright © Prasad Bolimeru | Year Posted 2015
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