Seasons Smile

Seasons Smile short poem

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Seasons come,
Seasons go,
Past is forgotten, present is forgiven.
Memories get aged, get ignored,
Dreams are born, get matured
And with every season new,
A magic is unveiled.

For the lengthier days,
I wait for the winter to pass by,
Never but dislike the non-harsh coldness.

I enjoy the yellow and mellow,
But not the dry browns.
And then, the clouds come down,
To bring in a soothing green.

When the soil is muddy and at times, awash,
Vanishes the tough and noisy monsoon,
Blessing with a lovely spring,
And it’s then I smile full-hearted.
(Like anything plantlike in Kerala.)

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