What it meant to me
I wish love meant to you
What it meant to me
To me
You were like the first breeze of spring
That made me bloom
After a long frozen winter
To me
You were like the first rain
That washed me off
Of all my grime
To me
You were the midnight lamp
That flickered
In the vivid darkness
That was how I loved you
That was how I saw you
That everlasting sense of belonging
That I knew would be forever mine
I wish love meant to you
What it meant to me
I wish I meant more to you
than leaves to the autumn weather
Ever fleeting, ever changing,
Ever more in transition
I wish I wasn’t so transitory
I wish I couldn’t be unchosen
I wish I was enough
In life, in love, in desires
I wish I was enough for you.
©theoffendedteddy
#spring
1224 posts-
theoffendedteddy 11h
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"Winter went ..
You also left like winter
with a promise of that Spring
The spring never ever came ."
Two years passed since then ..
Even now,I don't wait..
©loneink -
Warble with me now, rivulet of spring
Harbinger of the welcome times
I, a spirit of gloomiest fears and doubts,
Ask for a dulcet rhyme.
The snow must melt now,
As trees send forth their yellow green sprout
I, a spirit of savage nights,
Want to blossom over the drought
The restlessness, I know not why and for what, this soul holds so dear,
Must glide over the waters..
And surmise this to be a prelude to blue sky, grass and dew,
That this desire scatters..
And let me warble for joy
For tranquil solitude and cerulean above
Its spring time, let within me, for me
Grow a heart that loves. -
Am I finally ready to forgive?
Cause I was ready to live
Without forgiveness' consoling words
They had flown away like tropical birds
Left me at peace in the winter cold
But now they're approaching again
At the tip of my tounge ready for you to claim
I'm not sure if it's right
But just as seasons involuntarily arrive I cannot fight
Reapproaching tropical birds
Or the liberation of forgiving words
They're blossoming at the mere sight
When you whispered and asked if I might
Forgive
©845doe -
वसंत ऋतु
तुम वसंत की तरह आना,
मैं पत्तियों की तरह दूँगी साथ तुम्हारा ।।
तुम चलती हवा में थोड़ा सा गुनगुना..
मैं पंक्तियों की तरह दूँगी साथ तुम्हारा।।
जब चलेंगे हम साथ -साथ,
तुम हाथ मेरा थाम लेना ..
मैं जिन्दगी भर दूँगी साथ तुम्हारा!
©panchhii11 -
Spring
I float on the breeze of Spring to forgotten fields
of sleeping daisies where the morning dew
is like a yawning tear of waking eyes
waking eyes in the sunrise's sky
©nonns_poetry -
The Last Laugh...
Did you leave something behind?
I saw you turn your head there,
Something that is left undone,
You feel a missing piece somewhere?!
The sun is closing the doors for you,
And yet you swoosh in making your way,
Through the windows back to our world,
A bit longer I feel, you want to stay.
Or is it your cold shadow we feel?
On our backs when the dewy dusk dawns,
And you have found your bed already?
To find rest and sleep for your weary yawns.
For you have worked really hard,
To blanket the world in gloom,
But now it’s time for the grey days to go,
And for Spring to make some room.
For the fresh flowers and crisp greens,
And the birds to colour the skies blue,
So, enjoy your last laugh O Winter,
We are ready to bid farewell to you.
21st February 2021
©sugandhswani_ -
Spring nears around the corner and I can smell it
A renewal of the bitter cold death winter left behind
Where pain has taken it's toll, all is made right
For in the warmth of Love we rekindle our hearts
Call it a mindset, but the notion remains true
The harmony of seasons reflective of our desires
Some days leave us broken and scorned, but
In the soft light of the love above we find it
To remedy one another as our blood flows bliss
There it is, sensations take over and we forget
Enhanced by the pain so long felt, you know it true
Love overwhelming like fresh water to a dry mouth
I would take all my pain again just to know you now
©thulsayuri -
crazy_panda_ 1w
Letter to season
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To,
My lovely spring
Perhaps; you don't know me, It is just because we are far away from each other. It is impossible that I can meet you. You arrive just after winters. The killing and freezing winter is the wall between us but I can bare with it. You know why ??? Because I know you come every year with grace. Here the purpose of writing this letter for you is.........
I want to tell you each thing what I love about you. Please don't mind it, I'm writing a poetry for you. I'm an Autumn, so bad at writing lovely things.
Oh! my lovely spring
You are my inspiration
My heart melts there
where you comes with
love and joy.
You are the gift of Nature
Hope of new beginning
You fade up all the melancholies
of the gloomy Winter
My soul( Autumn leaf) dancing
with you just like Daffodils danced
in Wordsworth's poetry.
Oh! my lovely spring
The king of all seasons
Season of love you are
All the rose petals waiting for you
in a grey street.
And lovers, falls in love every time
again and again when you arrive.
My ambition is be with you
So could I dare to be a Spring season
of An Autumn seasons.
I can feel your fragrance in
my soul, my lovely Spring.
Spring, this was my small effort to define your beauty. I know your beauty is far better then my poetry but this was my kind gesture for you. You are a truly king of nature. You bring pinkish and purple happiness along you. So could I dare to be your queen with my golden charm. This is impossible right. But I'm happy that whenever you will receive this letter so it will bring a smile on your face, Then my heart will feel thousands of butterflies. And that day I will find the love of entire world in my bowl. You are beautiful and an amazing season. One last thing I want to say something is that, you bring love and hope with you and flowers blossom with you but when my turn comes then all the flowers falls down but lastly the Autumn leaf becomes the flower itself. So here I'm the
"Spring of Autumn"
Thanks to be my inspiration.
From,
Yours and truly yours
Autumn
with love
©crazy_panda_ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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For my lovely Spring season with love.
Oh ! my lovely Spring
Could I dare to be Autumn in Spring
Here Autumn is writing a love letter for its beloved Spring. Autumn is a girl and Spring is boy ( I think so). And today finally Spring found this letter
(Pic credit -Pinterest )
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#Season #Spring #Autumn
#Ltseasonc #mirakee
#writersnetwork #writersbayMy soul dancing with you just like
Daffodils danced in Wordsworth's poetry
Could I dare to be Spring in Autumn.
©crazy_panda_ -
17/02/21
Dearest Spring,
I've been listening that quote from a very long time that's 'opposites attracts'. I never be that deep to know, but somehow now when I listened narrations, incidents of yours in world, fancies and in scriptures, I'm started to attract towards you. I just love your presence, though our inbetween companion 'autumn' is something that I felt envious about, as that it's our union, maybe for a while.
Your blooming seasons and the warm days make me to fall to for. As in me, there's only chill and frost exists which's sometime interrupt people's daily life. The beauty of varied flowers, It's exclusive hues and strange contests between bees and other creatures. The world enjoys all of your rationality.
I wanna be with you, totally. I wanna experience that warmth, inspite the fact, I'll melt down partial but I'll unite. Well, now its my early I just got the way, and soon when I'll end we'll unite and our companion "autumn" we'll be there. I'll be there soon.
With love,
Winter.
Ps: I'm just there...... arriving soon. -
may_from_beyblade 1w
@mirakee,@writersnetwork,@writersbay
#lame#spring#winter#writersbay#Ltseasonc#may1_week_of_letters all letters of the challenge will be here.
Hope it makes sense...wrote it in a hurryA letter to a season from a season
Dear magnifique spring,
A season in which everyone is filled with joy, My mind remembers your name.
After me you come, decorating the ground
On which frost melted,
With beautiful, fragnant, blooming flowers.
You adorn the empty branches
Of the sturdy trees, with lush green leaves. Butterflies dance in glee,
Bees buzz with delight,
Birds fly high in the azure sky,
As the breeze carries the sweet smell of
Grasses and florets; stimulating serenity in People living beyond the open windows,
Of their houses.
Once again, I see you approaching,
As I slowly say goodbye to various creatures.
I am telling you this, because I heard you crying, saying times have changed; people don't rejoice on your return as they used to, they have stopped appreciating you.
Do not worry my dear friend, if it requires for me to knock some sense into them through a frigid gale, I will.
Sending this letter to you through a sparrow, hope it gets delivered. Will write to you again till then, adios.
Yours, bittersweet winter.
©may_from_beyblade -
a_gentilischi 1w
Since seven letters are going to be written, I decided to write them as a continuous series. So give your thoughts on this.
And, it's best if the first two letters are read beforehand. You can find them under #wbltsagent
Happy reading
Much love out to @writersbay for this amazing challenge that pushes our limits.
2021.02.17
Written rights : ©a_gentilischi
Written rights : ©a_gentilischi
#Ltseasonc #letters
#mirakee #writersnetwork #writersbay
@writersnetwork @writersbay
#letter #wbltsagent #confessions
#summer #spring #winter-The third letter, left where spring meets summer-
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Treasured Summer,
Can I call you Summer?
You never told me your name, and well, this is what I've been calling you in my head. I hope you don't mind.
At first it was because, when we met on that winter night, you looked so out of place. Only later did I realise that you weren't wearing any winter gear, even though it was freezing. I'm still not sure if you were a hallucination of an angel.
Now I call you Summer, because you are MY summer.
You're the inexorable force that drives my winter in to Spring, then, right in to your open arms.
My dearest, you are the breeze that gave wings to my last letter.
You are the sun that kisses the snow covered mountain tops, to make them lush and green.
You chase away the barrenness that is the mistress of the dark cold.
You, Summer, are the essence that I want to drown in, till every pore of my frostbitten body is suffused with the warmth of hope, till my body and soul are overflowing with it.
But first I have to reach you.
You reached out to me that first time. A child of summer, full of life, what were you doing crying on a winter night? Why did you taint yourself with the blizzards of vitriolic hatred?
Was it for me?
Winter has barely ended for me. But Spring is coming, I know it is. I can feel it in the way my heartbeat quickens, like the earth awakening from the slumber. My thoughts are stirring tentatively, like bulbs of daffodils, shivering in anticipation, exhilarated, and on the cusp of blooming.
Darling, I know that summer doesn't last forever, but will you wait for me?
Wait till the last traces of frost melt and I grow back sprigs of fresh leaves. Don't leave me until I'm heavy with blossom, a vision out of the riverbanks that Monet painted.
Stay until my spring transcends in to the glorious summer of your embrace.
My heart will meet yours at the place where Spring meets Summer.
With love,
Your Winter that is turning in to Spring
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©a_gentilischi -
pallavi4 1w
From Autumn to Spring
Dear spring,
Bowed bare branches bear the brunt
Of forgotten forsaken falsified hopes
In the torn tattered twigs reside
A sunny springy summer that has eloped
My once strong safe shady boughs
Nurtured big beatific bewildering dreams
The painted pacific pathways lie covered
With my fallen once luscious leathery leaves
In the broken battered bulbs lie
The wish for a hopeful happy handsome tomorrow
Instead the cold clammy clustered heaps
Spell undying unbridled unexplainable sorrow
Dreary dark defiant winters follow me
To discover silence solitude solace
My auburn arid autumn leaves
Are by chilly chaotic cruel snow replaced
I’m envious of your fresh fantastical flowers
And luscious luxuriously laden trees
Bringing a weary wornout winter
On its very knobbly knock knees
Your glossy grassy greens uncover
Aesthetic artistic aspirations
Cheeky chirping cheerful birds accompany
Nature as it flits floats fulfils its expectations
I always wistfully wholly wish to be
More dainty delicate delightful as you
You bring a cherubic cheery childlike exuberance
And sense swathing sweetness known to very few
Yours,
Autumn
@pallavi4
17th of February, 2021
Pic credit: Pinterest, picture credited to its rightful owner
#Ltseasonc #letter_to_season #autumn #spring #alliteration #letters_by_pallavi #writersbay @writersbay @writersnetwork #writerstolli #writersnetwork #mirakee #mirakeeworld #readwriteunite #thepoetrycommunity #poetry #pod #writerscommunity @mirakee.
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वसंत
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S P R I N G
Wake up and see -
Mother nature has started wearing floral ornaments and adorned like a beautiful woman.
©riyabisht -
Rise Up, Conquerors
Take it slowly, don't pressure yourself
just be a flower, always ready to bloom
and like a plant who take a process
but later on it will grow
make your own art
with all of your heart
trust in your words
even in your actions
so, choose wisely
put Him in your center
and ready yourself
'coz life is challenging
you can take it or leave it
but fly high
feel every moments
do your best— your part
so that even if you failed
you know
for the next morning
you are one of them— -
sugandhswani_ 2w
The nature isn't any different from humans... It depicts love, hatred, envy, joy and every other emotion like us. And why not.. It is made of us!
#nature #beauty #beautiful #sky #landscape #winter #spring #feelings #heart #life #love #writersnetwork @writersnetwork @mirakee @mirakeeworldJust like us!
We meet and share a glance or two,
Then meet again and utter some words,
Of friendship, of love, of hatred and envy,
On people, on trees, on animals and birds.
We sit beside each other for days to come,
At times sipping coffee, at times some wine,
Laying on the grass or walking the streets,
Sharing conversations and silent time...
A day comes and we can't carry this on.
Life comes in between and it's time to part,
We might smile and say goodbyes,
Or shed warm tears with a heavy heart.
While our feet walk away, our soul wants to stop,
And run back to what we shared before,
We know things change and it won't be the same,
So we take half a step back but move ahead for sure.
As I went out to see the sky last night,
I realised that nature is just the same,
It's time that winter left us already,
But after all this while, parting means pain!
The fog had returned to touch the lights
And whisper again sweet nothings to trees,
One last time to enjoy together the cold,
Before the blanket of Spring colours the leaves.
And why would it be any different, the nature!
For all this universe is made of us.
It takes what we give out to the world,
And somehow manages to bring it back to us!!
12th February 2021
©sugandhswani_ -
കുയിലുകൾ വീണ്ടും പാടാൻ തുടങ്ങി. അതെ; അവർ വസന്തത്തിന്റെ വരവറിയിക്കുന്നു. ഞാനും എന്റെ ആൾക്കാരും വരാൻ പോകുന്ന ഗ്രീഷ്മത്തെക്കുറിച്ച് ചിന്തിച്ച് ഇപ്പോൾത്തന്നെ വിയർക്കാൻതുടങ്ങി. ആത്മബന്ധങ്ങളുടെ നൂലാമാലകളിൽ കുടുങ്ങി നിമിഷങ്ങളുടെ വസന്തോത്സവങ്ങൾ തിമിർത്താടിയും ശൈത്യങ്ങളിൽ മരവിച്ചും ഗ്രീഷ്മ ച്ചൂടിൽ പൊള്ളി പരുക്കേൽക്കുന്നവരും ആയ നമുക്കെന്ത് കാലത്തിന്റെ നിറഭേതങ്ങൾ?
©prakashinin -
Seasons
The summer rays shone down in the northern hemisphere as the axis tilted towards the sun
The air was hot and bees were buzzing, the grass was a luscious green
Kids were running around, splashing in the clear, blue waters of the ocean
Skys were blue, the sun was blazing, but in the southern hemisphere all was different
While the sun was shining in the northern hemisphere snow is falling in the southern hemisphere
The rotation of the Earth turned blazing heat into windy cold air, green grass to a blanket of white
Cold filled the air, the winds were wild and they chilled and bite
The bees and birds were gone, the world was white, as quick as winter came it was gone again
Flowers bloomed and the vernal equinox started today in the northern hemisphere
Birds chirped, daffodils filled the fields, and the air smelled fresh
Children danced in the fields and wished on dandelions, blowing them away in the wind afterwards
The world was bright, children laughs filled the air and everyone knew that spring was here
The autumn equinox came around as leaves turned yellow, red, and brown
Sweater weather came, pumpkin spiced lattes got bought, the season for autumn is surely here
The air is crisp and cool, trees leaves fell to the ground and they blew through the wind
The cold breeze blew and everyone knew that autumn was surely here
Seasons change, every year, all four come and go
Spring, sunshine, autumn, and winter, this is how each year has to go
One is down, the next came, repeating, repeating every time
Weather changing, fresh air, bright sun, crisp leaves, white snow, that is how the year goes
©lavender_lizzy -
the_charismatic_soul 4w
Like spring,
Your love brings the allures of mine.
With smiles,
Let's dance under those cherry blossom trees,
All alone,
Once again.
Like spring,
Let's start new life with hues of love.
Let's promise each other,
Those seven promises
Of love,
And live once again those moments in glee.
Like spring,
Let's sing those chorus of our favourite songs again,
Let's match the vocals,
And then make fun of each other,
And laugh till our belly ache,
Like spring,
Let's listen those hymns of flowers to —
Become one soul.
Let's celebrate the joy of this occasion,
Together –
With deep love...!!
~rishika
@writersnetwork @mirakee @writersbay @the_alchemiist
#lunatic_poems #rishikankur
#ceesreposts #spring #seasonofloveSeason of love....❤️
Like spring,
Let's listen those hymns of flowers to —
Become one soul.
Let's celebrate the joy of this occasion,
Together –
With deep love...!!
©the_charismatic_soul