My Spring.

somehow, somewhere there's still an emptiness...

The breeze was merry,

That danced with leaves and

The clouds played tricks with sunlight,

A perfect day it could have been,

With you.

 

Except for the higher souls,

I’m one of those trapped in a hole,

Trying to fly my way,

Than rustle away,

 

It’s that time of the year when people are insane,

Can’t you see my spring’s in pain?

Can’t you come to me today?

And show fate that it has lost its way,

 

I act weird just to hide,

The fact that you are not by my side,

Lest someone should spot me lying,

And I act as if I am never trying,

 

It gets to me though,

At these times of solace and solitude,

I don’t talk often I know,

But never meant to be rude,

 

May be just an impression,

But I have tried my hands at delusion,

Not the way this works,

A dash of the dream somewhere lurks,

 

Told me to live life without strings,

Without strings! How shall I make music!

Should inevitability of perfection kill my springs?

And play me on screens as a tragic-comic classic,

 

I’m not dying, just learning to live,

Hampered on its course by perfect days and rain,

I’ll try something harder; I’ll try to believe,

Even though my spring’s in pain...

Reviews

[.]

may your spring
not remain in pain
may mine blossom too
may spring remain
in spring
and pain remain
in pain

. love includes empathy ... maybe they lack empathy ... that's what i keep thinking about ... when i think about whether eben's gonna come back or not ...

[Khaaki]

Spring, love and longing is in the air. What a beautiful poem!! I am missing my homeland now... where i left these three things behind...

[Justin Littlefield]

I really enjoyed this. Especially the last stanza. What I like about your poems is that you don't focus as much on the rhyming and large vocabulary as you do what you're actually saying and meaning. KUDOS

[Coyote Poetry]

Great story and poetry. Spring is when we re-birth a new energy and become stronger.
"I’m not dying, just learning to live,
Hampered on its course by perfect days and rain,"
A excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Alicante lullaby]

this...your spring so beautifully conveys a feeling of apathy and longing...very well done..