Harsh winds and
winter teach
that life is not always rainbows
and roses
but when sunny summer
springs
its daffodils and colour
how can one begin
to
forget
the memory of love
that's gone beyond reach
does the subtle and
piercing sorrow
of winter love not
leave its
mark even when
the new season
comes?
2 comments:
Its not long that I started to read ur poetry, miss. (I was once student of urs at the University of Kelaniya)
I love this poem, seasons...what can I say, winter has its beauty too.
Your poetry pulls the chords of my heart.
Thank you for writing this.
love
Charm,
Thank you so much for your sweet comments. I am glad you like this poem.
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