Fleeting Seasons

When the spring marks it's advent,
Aromatic flowers blooming blissfully,
Alongside the lofty pleasant hills,
Serene river flowing exquisitely,
Enchanting winds along with the birds,
Singing melodies to praise heaven,
Promising love and hope.......I smiled,
While embracing the cherry blossoms,
Searching for muse,
merrily in green hills,
But before I could bid adieu to the spring,
The hot winds and scorching sun of summer,
Blazed my poor soul killing all my hopes,
The little fearful birds,
hiding in the shades of trees.
I went to beach at the
Eventide for glimpse
Of blue serene and
wave of water,
kissing my feet.
And sea birds crying and
screaming and with
The nightfall I bid farewell to summer with a
sunny smile,
To welcome the autumn with a
new dawn,
Nature enduring changes;
falling leaves painted in the shades of yellow, orange, red and brown,
Wrapping earth in colourful shades of heaven,
Days getting shorter and cold nights,
Made out the way for cold gray winter,
Covering the floor with dust of snow,
While I travelled across the
foggy roadway,
The severe and bitterly cold wind kissed my face
And the deciduous trees;
dormant thrived for sunshine
And the flowers waited for the spring....

-Khushi Kaul