Spring

Spring

A Poem by Joyce Marie


Category: Writing and Poetry
The rain falls softly
like teardrops from the sky
and the wind whispers gently
everything has its time

The pain like a long lost lover
carressing the numbing feeling within
raptured by this hunger
and the promise that life will come again

Dreaming deep of springtime
the earth awakens from it's sleep
like a soul renewed with love's firm grasp
lies vast emotions, oceans deep

And the rain will dissapate
leaving the sky a deeper shade of blue
all things that were once old and dead
will again be made anew

And the sun will bring light and warmth
like the comfort of a long lost friend
With the final crowning of winter's demise
Spring will come again

© 2010 Joyce Marie


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Is that really written by you...!! It's really a good way to relax , i meant your this poem made me relax...i was tired not muchbut read out your way, felt glad...your some stanzas are so powerful...IIIrd stanza was dominant much, i won't say i loved it or liked it something else, because i realxed to read it...i think you were in the mood of happy/relax...such a great piece has been come from their i 'd say...

some lined for ya...
If you don't live for your own self
it is a punishment to live
Oh destination, stop and let me have fun on the way
One will win the world
who has a belief that
no one else can ever be better than one's own self..'.''well written.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Is that really written by you...!! It's really a good way to relax , i meant your this poem made me relax...i was tired not muchbut read out your way, felt glad...your some stanzas are so powerful...IIIrd stanza was dominant much, i won't say i loved it or liked it something else, because i realxed to read it...i think you were in the mood of happy/relax...such a great piece has been come from their i 'd say...

some lined for ya...
If you don't live for your own self
it is a punishment to live
Oh destination, stop and let me have fun on the way
One will win the world
who has a belief that
no one else can ever be better than one's own self..'.''well written.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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