Spring springs up in spring
jumps up like a spring
flows with ease like a spring
spring fills up the springs
springs are beautiful in spring
Out there on the trees
the cuckoo cries
kuk, kuk, kuk in a cheer
a sound so familiar
it is an informer
nay an announcer
of the season that is on
the spring comes with a fawn
a liveliness that is born
with an impetus in an imperial form
relies on the fathomless calm
found in Nature in an abundance
failed to be utilised by Man with relevance
the mismanaged executions go far in astray
dumps the resources to the grave
emulates a dire consequence
indicates an important reference
proclaims subtly at the denouement
the unmindful development
where arises the unthoughtful adjustments
lead to the complete annihilation of movements
while the long associated seasons defer and differ
where drought and famine occur
with floods and Tsunami take the toll
fire and storm across the poles
seal the fate of the earth to a drastic mode
yet the earth survives all these with a smile
Alas! that is its way and accepted.code
Yes, Spring does arrive in time more or less
less cherubic and tamed in a bless
the grandeur is suppressed in a way
hope the humility does not stay
as the intricacies and sophistication
synonym with Spring and its attractions
it is a morning call
being the crows call
reluctant to wake up
go further down in a step
a snort and a snore loud
could be heard with a sound
as the rest come in a row.
Come winter the snow sweeps
whisks through the breeze
the summer heralds a show
as activities go in a flow
the fall is wonderful
with colour changes in full
come spring with its glory
reminiscent of the hoary.
The advent of spring in a bloom
dispels the long set gloom
the flowers break out in a blossom
like to hold them to the bosom
the trees bear fruits small and big
all but with no exception of a fig
the birds tweet and chirp with such melody
as they sit up and sing with rhapsody.
The lovely season of all
spring beckons a great call
the yellow tinge spreads all through
lightens up the valley with concepts true
the golden sunlight that passes in a flood
cheers up the face with a new blood
it is an all round celebration sumptuous
release an exaltation not dubious
A commodity I know
simple and plenty in flow
rises up and down
a fluctuation as shown
a flooding in a season
a paucity without reason
governed not by any man as of
looks down at him with a scoff
once was in everyone’s hands
now not even found in sand
has become a rarity in all
would turn a scarcity in a short call
Oh ! without it none would survive
as it is a refreshment with a revive
abused by a man with all his might
yet it tries to serve him without a fight
Poor me it struggles with a face brave
Man would be pushed to the grave
if not its level rises in bounds
Let us pray for it to abound..
save man and animals from a drown.
Well, the commodity is water
The fall is the autumn season
leaves fall without any reason
the trees look bare almost
with only twigs in most
it is colourful in a way
when the trees turn shy
blushing with leaves orange
then yellowish in a range
could hear a rustle empty
as the leaves fall in twenty
it is an inevitable transform
as it happens in a yearly form
the seasons come and go
with their characteristics in flow
come winter there is snow
and summer beckons a glow
the spring essentially claims the lustre
the year thus declares a galore
On to the hills
a journey with a fill
inhaling the fresh air
seeing trees rare
an upward move
a delightful prove
a luxury in all
a wonder in call
the density of trees
the humming of bees
the chirp of the birds
very minutely heard
the grunt of the animals
the movements in a ramble
nourish the nerves
assuage the curves
of the mind and muscle
there could find no tussle
it is an energizer natural
different from the unnatural
advertised by teams different
called as energy drinks and its variant
the fresh air enters the lungs
makes it perform with a plunge
a ride up the beautiful hill
The colour white has a pride
while black is a deride
this be found in the race
the whites have the prominent place
the blacks are shown the back seat
with that the whites are upbeat
with a thought they are superior
walk with their eyes on the sky
never do they bend even try
cast a scorn on other colours
includes yellow, brown together
they condemn the black
and keep them out of track
snort at the other coloured
in a sort of a vision blurred
refuse to see the reality
with a high-handedness in totality
that be their rule and reason always
mostly they degrade others in every way.
I expect a tirade against me in a short while
as my friends would not approve my style
not that of the writing as it is obviously correct