Four Seasons and ME

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Four Seasons and ME

 

 

 

I saw you crying, I saw you dying,

I saw the bleeding of your heart with time.

I'm the season of autumn qualifying every death,

From my wrath you were never safe or left.

I caused every dead leaf to fall from their place,

And I followed them till your heart's grave.

 

 

I saw you crying, I saw you dying,

I saw the bleeding of your heart with time.

I'm the season of spring giving smile to every face,

Alas! I only left you to wait and gaze.

The wait for the next season to come,

Sorry! But without wiping your tears I need to run.

 

 

I saw you crying, I saw you dying,

I saw the bleeding of your heart with time.

I'm the season of summer with sun as my weapon,

I came to burn your heart in my cauldron.

And caused your heart to suffer with terrible famine,

I wrote a sad song for you but with beautiful rhyme.

 

 

I saw you crying, I saw you dying,

I saw the bleeding of your heart with time.

I'm the season of winter falling snow everywhere,

About you pain and sorrow…oh! I don't care.

I came to entirely ruin your life,

And I finally turned your heart into a piece of ice.

 

 

 

 

 

Oh! I waited for a new beginning with every season,

But they attacked me with their deadly weapon.

I searched for a reason to smile once again,

As every changing season had only increased my pain.

My heart was empty and thirsty for some rain.

This feel to live with a dead heart I can't explain.

I just cried, and finally I died,

For my words gave no answer to passage of time.

 

 

Author's Note

It's about the passage of four seasons and their effect on me.... The last stanza is my reply for them! :) :)

Reviews

[Imperfection]

Outstanding.

Great piece of poetry, ending in tragedy.Just the way I like it.

They say - different seasons come with different moods and life changes. But what about those who carry the same season in their heart - hopelessness and despair...
If you're feeling empty and forlorn from within, even the brightest of seasons and the most colorful festival cannot bring you happiness.

Just when I think I've read your best piece, you follow it up with something even better.
And as usual, you've teamed up your words with an appropriate picture.
Well done, Bhavya.

[Golden]

I wonder from where you gets so apt pictures for your writings. This is again very well written form but so sad!

[Blackbeats]

The ending section somehow sums up the entire feel and sorrow of the poet! great imagery and persona

[Innocent]

Normally the passage of different seasons gradually fades the pain but not when the pain is so strong as it is mentioned here, I feel for you...

[Nassira]

Nicely expressed! The colors and pictures you used for the seasons, gave your poem its unique style. You definitely have a great imagination. I enjoyed reading it over and over again :)))) keep it up!

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Beautifully written - heartfelt and quite foreboding and sad...I would think some of the seasons would bring hope and fortune yet they seem to have forsaken you in this writing. Well expressed. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha

[!!..Love..!!]

Bhavya, This is really pure magic. You know this formating and use of colors and picture now became a part of your writings and it's quite hard to imagine your poetry without them, This is very well versed. While reading it I found myself in it and felt the same pain. The last stanza is just mindblowing!

[Angelic Darkness]

I really liked this poem. I felt every emotion of your seasons.
I also loved the pictures you added to this. I can tell you are
a very sensitive person, which really draws the readers in. AD

[Ruby Moon]

"I saw you crying, I saw you dying,
I saw the bleeding of your heart with time.
I'm the season of ..."
this shows how they are all part of the same thing,
the passing of time...

mmm...the seasons are not in order?
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This is very good! The colors were great. It add to the power behind your words! I loved the first line in the the stanzas. Then the last stanza just pulled everything together. Great write!