It was spring when my life started
I was crazy and mad like other youngsters
I spent so much time in my dreams
Enjoying and playing with my age children
When summer came I was 4 feet tall
I could barely reach my dreams
I kept smiling when I saw the beauty of summer
And when the autumn came I was an adult
My life started to head to a new destination
I look into my dreams everyday and kept working to achieve my goals
I kept curving my dreams which I saved for winter
But dreams freeze and blasted in the coldness of winter
I picked up all the shattered pieces of ice
I saved it in the hope that I could build those dreams again
I could feel the coldness of the winter now
Days are becoming difficult, decisions are becoming harder
Trees have died and the fruits have dried
But One thing is still alive, they are the seeds which I collected in the autumn



4 Comments:
At 10:40 PM ,
Anonymous said...
i hope new tree n fruits will cum with the seeds u have collected..gud luck
At 8:42 PM ,
rau said...
its just amazing d way u put those words into a meaningful poem...wonderful work.
At 9:00 PM ,
Fazeel said...
Thanks Rau and Anonymous. . .
At 7:24 PM ,
Anonymous said...
nice post......
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