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Shubhangi Kotwal

Abstract Classics

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Shubhangi Kotwal

Abstract Classics

Spring

Spring

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Life began like a seed like a sprout 

With the nourishment and with times

It started taking the shape of a crop 

It found a place in the mother's womb and then on her warm lap

With her love care and nourishment

I started growing as a kid bit by bit 


By holding Father's strong hand 

With my small tiny fingers, I tried walking

Fell down many times and got up

Life was like a bud securely protected

With Sepal and fresh delicate leaves

Still supported and fed by roots and stem

I was still grounded as a budding flower

We, siblings, are like petals of the same fully blossomed beautiful flower 


As a grown-up young full of energy 

Life was successful like a spring season

Everything was beautiful and fine

Many dreams seen and imagined 

Always surrounded by near and dear ones

Many friends to share joys happiness

Everything seems like fulfilled dreams

Busy doing many things emotions on high


Then comes middle age adulthood

Many regrets and dissatisfied too

For not being perfect all the time

For not using wisdom balance patience

Failed in many ways in many judgements

For making many mi

stakes knowing or unknowingly

Time has lapsed and gone left behind just the memories


Before the fall season starts let me live

Leaving behind all the regrets and failures

Trying once again to be perfect 

Leaving aside all unforgettable memories

Trying to be happy and filled with fun 

Let the spring of life prolong still


Let me fulfil all those incomplete wishes

Let me live cherish the good do good

It's never too late to feel the real spring

Let me freeze my age and its effects 

Let me live let me live with dignity and love 


Ignoring the rules and society as a whole

Let me be with myself and live on my terms

Keeping my mind and heart young

Let me again feel the spring of my life

Let me experience the richness and prosperity 


Let me refresh my contacts and friendships

But carefully choosing them with wisdom

Can't afford to get hurt once again

By selfish and self-centred friends

Who were wrong to have false egos

Let me be wise and smart enough

Let me live once again to feel the SPRING of my life! 

Let me keep my fingers crossed and my heart receptible to true friendship and love!


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