( / Bhubaneswar, Odissa, India)

Spring When Wakes

love when springs up
by the spring
yet sparkling
flower when blooms
near and far away
when blessed

heart when thrums
with the breezes
by the side of the rippling lake
the lily when nods its head
the softness by the addiction

the gleams of love
as when whispered
blue seems to blow
across the fragrance.
............,
smiles when bloom
by the lips
the glow touches the blood
and it rains by the fire

by Dr subhendu kar

Comments (2)

smiles when bloom by the lips the glow touches the blood and it rains by the fire Yes, spring then wakes. A lovely poem
though depressed and saddened....I do smile when the lily nods it's head.....a nearby Flower Garden will be open to the public soon...I will go there...beautiful poem....Vallerie