I fell in love in the summer,
the blithe sun,
the bohemian weather,
the cool breeze,
love was brimming in everything
and I consumed all
Then came spring,
the flowers bloomed,
the birds chirped,
the trees flourished,
but the love that was meant to blossomed
depleted and got caught in the sphere of doubts and egotism
My love was tethered,
probably it was not love,
may be an innocuous attraction
that the naive heart confused for love,
And though now gone
it left behind marks, pain and scars,
and no matter how much I thought otherwise
it revisited more strongly than before,
And in the hullabaloo fall came,
I looked at the flora without vegetation,
the grey outlook was seldom an inspiration
but not today,
for I thought,
when the pine and the yews can shed of green leaves,
why couldn’t I let go something
that was never meant for me
and hope for a renewed spring
as I wave the past goodbye
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Loved the weave of words letting go a painful love story amid the backdrop of the changing seasons Shantanu 🙂
Loved how you weaved the pattern with the change of seasons.
“Bohemian Weather” – Absolutely LOVED this term!
Beautiful imagery of seasonal change with love.
The seasons of love👌👌👌
I wish just like seasons the love continued in cycles with some springs and autumns but never the end of all.
What a beautiful piece!
Thank you so much, Radhika – much humbled
thanks so much, Muntazir. you are always kind
Thanks so much, Isha
thanks so much for the beautiful read
I wish that too – thanks for your beautiful thought ❤️
Thanks so much, Ana❤️
The pleasure is mine. So are you
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Lovely imagery!
Thanks so much
My pleasure! 😊
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Always a pleasure!! 🙂
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Beautiful poem. The undulating emotions falling in sync with the seasons.
Thanks so much, Megha. Much appreciate your read