In this cold winter morning,
A little bud has decided that she will bloom,
Knowing that the chill will not last forever,
And sooner than later, spring will come.
Having being a bud for a long time now,
She is waiting to spread out her soft petals
Full of colour and fragrance.
No winter can kill a bud, for she
Has the patience to wait for the time of bloom.
10 comments:
So true:) I needed these words..right on time :) Thanks Ayesha its a beautiful piece!
Very beautifully written. Reminds me of Shelly's poem if winter comes can spring be far behind?
Wow.Beautiful lines indeed
KP
Thanks, KP and Swetha.
@ Swetha: Yes, Shelly's immortal work: Ode to the West Wind :)
Hi Sana,
Thanks. I am glad the poem has served a good purpose :)
such a beautiful verse.yet i m unable to understand the last one line........it is still mystery whether bud glooms or not!..keep it for the second part of this poem if u want :P
Wow! those lines were full of hope and optimism. That was a treat for a die-hard optimistic like me! I am glad to have read those lines.
Beautifully expressed...!!!:)
Cyrus:)
Thanks a lot, Cyrus and Amritbir. Best wishes :)
Hi Paramveer,
Thanks a lot, friend. The bud does bloom, finally :)
Best wishes :)
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