I couldn't fix the Spring

In the unfinished passage of winter

I felt a Spring tide, in my heart

And harmonic celebrations

They trampled through the summer

Even beneath the Autumn’s glitter

And before the sun could simmer the cold

I felt a funeral, in my heart

A slow suicide of the seasons

And left were the wailers of spring

I could still palpate the sallowness

as that sense was bursting through

In departing friends of youth

I felt a convulsion, in my dreams

and hopes of harvesting times

that were afraid of the other seasons

And the Heavens were a chime

That reflected so elegantly in the silence

Where I am singular, undiminished

Softened in synonymy, I reclused the tinge

With a feather, larger than Serenity

I indicted the charms of summer

To cease the perpetuating history

I brawled with my destiny

till the alleged justice thrived

At every end, I tried to…

But I couldn’t fix the spring.

Reviews

[Mr.Cardigan]

I really liked this, very beautiful

[Fuzzy_Poluzah]

This is beautiful, I love this piece. It's different.

~ Fuzzy

[patricia]

you are too good for this site Balkaran. You should be famous and making lots of money with your talent.

[Ravyne Hawke]

Wow.. this is ripe with so many images... I love the concept of "fixing spring." I think we chase the seasons and always attempt in some way to escape them as well. There are so many gorgeous lines in this poem that picking one is near impossible, but this stanza hit home to me:

And before the sun could simmer the cold
I felt a funeral, in my heart
A slow suicide of the seasons
And left were the wailers of spring

[Balkaran Sidhu]

Thank You :)

[prachi prangya agasti]

its a beautiful concept really liked it..... keep it up....!!!

[Balkaran Sidhu]

Thank you :)

[Dayran]

In any language ... even that of the seasons ... it is hard to reconcile the conflicting impulses of man that seeks to live even when he knows he must someday die. Cool!

[Balkaran Sidhu]

Thank You :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

This is so wonderfully penned my friend. Whatever will be will be ,whether you fight it or give in :)

[Balkaran Sidhu]

true...Thank You :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

Welcome :)

[Saddam]

With a feather, larger than Serenity
I indicted the charms of summer
To cease the perpetuating history
I brawled with my destiny
till the alleged justice thrived
At every end, I tried to…
But I couldn’t fix the spring.

These are the lines which I like most, for unknown reason. Great read my friend.

[Balkaran Sidhu]

Thank you :)