When the Spring Died

I know of no birds
who sing in autumn
As none have existed
Like my own voice,
a beatless tribute to your absence.

 

My silent love speaks,
whispers to all the pale, fallen leaves
as some chill touches my heart.

 

Where are those spring days
when my love ripened
where is the daylight bliss of sun.
Where I meant to know of love.

 

May be its all gone now

like choruses to blended hopes,
with reverie of spring breeze
Am left stuck in a tear drenched attire
where my youth shivers.

My wisdom taught me of love.
And I taught to strangers who didn't knew
and now they send me home

Accusing me for not knowing love.

 

I smiled and cried at faded days
and now I have the last glance of love

that may soon be a memory.

Your rueful absence sinks my heart

more into an unknown sea

Far from the places where I dig my grave...

 

Author's Note

A few words that I wrote last night...in a bit nostalgic mood..

Reviews

[Manpreet]

A beautiful piece I enjoyed it ( must check for crammer mistakes)

[SHEEMA HUQ]

sullen, slightly morbid perhaps and captivating

[MOON]

Beautiful imagery lovely write.

[Euro]

Very nice poem, thanks for sharing this beauty with all of us.
-Penelope H.

[Anonymous/Anjaan ( Yash..]

The First Few Stanzas... ! Hats off ....

[Alexa Tasch]

You should amend that to "a few amazing words the I wrote last night." The emotion was powerful and the imagery was equally as effective. Such a somber and wonderful poem!

[InsanityWriter]

Amazing job here. ^_^ This was a very good piece. (: The imagery was excellent!

[william keepers]

Perhaps just a few words you wrote last night, yet so meaningful. I love the way you have blended a stage of life with a season here, magnificient job! Nostalgic indeed!

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

This is pure romanticism (knew/know? in 5th stanza?).

the 1st, 3rd and 4th stanzas are exceptional, if you could get the others up to that par it would be a great poem.

[Felicity's Eve]

Your nostalgia really is reflected in this.

Incredible! :)