I couldn't fix the Spring

I couldn't fix the Spring

A Poem by Balkaran Sidhu

In the unfinished passage of winter
I felt a Spring tide, in my heart
And harmonic celebrations
They trampled through the summer
Even beneath the Autumn’s glitter

And before the sun could simmer the cold
I felt a funeral, in my heart
A slow suicide of the seasons
And left were the wailers of spring

I could still palpate the sallowness
as that sense was bursting through
In departing friends of youth

I felt a convulsion, in my dreams
and hopes of harvesting times
that were afraid of the other seasons

And the Heavens were a chime
That reflected so elegantly in the silence
Where I am singular, undiminished
Softened in synonymy, I reclused the tinge

With a feather, larger than Serenity
I indicted the charms of summer
To cease the perpetuating history

I brawled with my destiny
till the alleged justice thrived
At every end, I tried to…
But I couldn’t fix the spring.

© 2014 Balkaran Sidhu


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I really liked this, very beautiful

Posted 9 Years Ago


This is beautiful, I love this piece. It's different.

~ Fuzzy

Posted 9 Years Ago


you are too good for this site Balkaran. You should be famous and making lots of money with your talent.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Wow.. this is ripe with so many images... I love the concept of "fixing spring." I think we chase the seasons and always attempt in some way to escape them as well. There are so many gorgeous lines in this poem that picking one is near impossible, but this stanza hit home to me:

And before the sun could simmer the cold
I felt a funeral, in my heart
A slow suicide of the seasons
And left were the wailers of spring

Posted 9 Years Ago


Balkaran Sidhu

9 Years Ago

Thank You :)
its a beautiful concept really liked it..... keep it up....!!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Balkaran Sidhu

9 Years Ago

Thank you :)
In any language ... even that of the seasons ... it is hard to reconcile the conflicting impulses of man that seeks to live even when he knows he must someday die. Cool!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Balkaran Sidhu

9 Years Ago

Thank You :)
This is so wonderfully penned my friend. Whatever will be will be ,whether you fight it or give in :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Balkaran Sidhu

9 Years Ago

true...Thank You :)
Vidya Bacchus

9 Years Ago

Welcome :)
With a feather, larger than Serenity
I indicted the charms of summer
To cease the perpetuating history
I brawled with my destiny
till the alleged justice thrived
At every end, I tried to…
But I couldn’t fix the spring.

These are the lines which I like most, for unknown reason. Great read my friend.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Balkaran Sidhu

9 Years Ago

Thank you :)

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Hanumangarh, Rajasthan, India



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