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4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Lokesh # 54

The promise of these fragrant flowers,
The fruit that neath these blossoms lies
Once hung, they say, in Edens bowers,
And tempted Eve in Paradise.
O fairest daughter of Eves blood,
Lest her misprision thine should be,
Ive nipped temptation in the bud
And send this snowy spray to thee.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Agha # 107

Science has never drummed up quite as effective a tranquilizing agent as a sunny spring day.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Deepshikha # 112

April is no month for burials.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Cassandra Isabel Anc # 127

Daisies smell-less, yet most quaint,
And sweet thyme true,
Primrose, first born child of Ver,
Merry Spring-times harbinger.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Amar # 67

Sakura, Sakura.
Noyamamo satomo
Miwatasu kagiri.
Kasumi-ka kumo-ka.... asahi-ni niou
Sakura, Sakura,

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Nitin # 118

Dirty days hath September
April June and November
From January up to May
The rain it raineth every day
All the rest have thirty-one
Without a blessed gleam of sun
And if any of them had two-and-thirty
Theyd be just as wet and twice as dirty.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Preeti # 36

One swallow does not make a spring,
nor does one fine day.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Anju # 40

That age is best which is the first
When youth and blood are warmer.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Amar # 67

Spring is the Period
Express from God.
Among the other seasons
Himself abide,
But during March and April
None stir abroad
Without a cordial interview
With God.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Rajiv Dhiman # 114

In April, we cannot see sunflowers in France, so we might say the sunflowers do not exist. But the local farmers have already planted thousands of seeds, and when they look at the bare hills, they may be able to see the sunflowers already. The sunflowers are there. They lack only the conditions of sun, heat, rain and July. Just because we cannot see them does not mean that they do not exist.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Sourabh # 82

When April scatters charms of primrose gold
Among the copper leaves in thickets old,
And singing skylarks from the meadows rise,
To twinkle like black stars in sunny skies;
When I can hear the small woodpecker ring
Time on a tree for all the birds that sing;
And hear the pleasant cuckoo, loud and long --
The simple bird that thinks two notes a song.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Varun # 71

Late April and you are three; today
We dug your garden in the yard.
To curb the damage of your play,
Strange dogs at night and the moles tunneling,
Four slender sticks of lath stand guard
Uplifting their thin string.
So you were the first to tramp it down.
And after the earth was sifted close
You brought your watering can to drown
All earth and us. But these mixed seeds are pressed
With light loam in their steadfast rows.
Child, weve done our best.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Yogeshman # 102

Winters done, and Aprils in the skies,
Earth, look up with laughter in your eyes!

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Reena # 32

Dropped off
body and mind -
weeding new cuttings.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Divya # 90

Tis spring; come out to ramble
The hilly brakes around,
For under thorn and bramble
About the hollow ground
The primroses are found.
And theres the windflower chilly
With all the winds at play,
And theres the Lenten lily
That has not long to stay
And dies on Easter day.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Shubhdeep # 111

Spring has again returned.
The Earth is like a child that knows many poems.
Many, O so many. For the hardship
of such long learning she receives the prize.
Strict was her teacher.
The white in the old mans beard pleases us.
Now, what to call green, to call blue,
we dare to ask: She knows, She knows!

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Monalisa # 77

The years at spring
And days at the morn;
Mornings at seven;
The hill sidess dew-pearled;
The larks on the wing;
The snails on the thorn;
Gods in his heaven -
Alls right with the world!

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Shubham # 34

Are we to look at cherry blossoms only in full bloom, the moon only when it is cloudless? To long for the moon while looking on the rain, to lower the blinds and be unaware of the passing of the spring - these are even more deeply moving. Branches about to blossom or gardens strewn with flowers are worthier of our admiration.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Bhawesh # 47

Break open
A cherry tree
And there are no flowers;
But the spring breeze
Brings forth myriad blossoms.

4 Years Ago | 1 shares | By Sujit # 79

give lusty cheers
when spring appears
when spring appears.
Buds and seeds
prick up their ears
and blades of grass
show eager spears.
And only icicles
weep tears
when spring appears
when spring appears.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Varun # 71

How many million Aprils came
before I ever knew
how white a cherry bough could be,
a bed of squills, how blue
And many a dancing April
when life is done with me,
will lift the blue flame of the flower
and the white flame of the tree
Oh burn me with your beauty then,
oh hurt me tree and flower,
lest in the end death try to take
even this glistening hour...

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Cassandra Isabel Anc # 127

My wretched feet, flayed and swollen to lameness by the sharp
air of January, began to heal and subside under the gentler
breathings of April; the nights and mornings no longer by their
Canadian temperature froze the very blood in our veins; we
could now endure the play-hour passed in the garden.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Pallavi # 104

For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
the flowers appear on the earth;
the time of the singing of birds is come,
and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Sourabh # 106

You can always tell its April
By the sound of falling rain
That mystic, mournful music
As it trickles down the drain.
Were told we should be thankful
For the kiss of April showers
As it washes all the grass clean
And prepares the soil for flowers.
Theres another side to April
Which doesnt bode us good,
When that mini, manic maelstrom
Turns the lawn to liquid mud.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Rahul # 115

Narcotic greens
narcotic greens
like reeling firmaments disclose
in their appearing randomness
the sweetest means that you or she
or any wandering Thales might
choose to be
wonder-struck with
at the moment
when we die

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Mansi # 50

No Winter lasts forever, no Spring skips its turn.
April is a promise that May is bound to keep, and we know it.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Rajat # 17

All the wild sweetness of the flower
Tangled against the wall.
It was that magic, silent hour....
The branches grew so tall
They twined themselves into a bower.
The sun shown ... and the fall
Of yellow blossom on the grass!
You feel that golden rain?
Both of you could not hold, alas,
(both of you tried, in vain)
A memory, stranger. So I pass....
It will not come again.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Richa # 61

Cherry Blossoms, cherry blossoms.
On mountains, in villages.
As far as you can see.
They look like fog or clouds. They are fragrant in the morning sun.
Cherry blossoms, cherry blossoms.
In full bloom.

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Monalisa # 77

Tis the noon of the spring-time,
Yet never a bird In the wind-shaked elm or the maple is heard;
For green meadow-grasses wide levels of snow,
And blowing of drifts where the crocus should blow;
Where wind-flower and violet, amber and white;
The frosty flake eddies, the ice crystal shoots;
And, longing for light, under wind-driven heaps,
Unkissed of the sunshine, unbaptized of showers,
With buds scarcely swelled, which should burst into flowers!

4 Years Ago | 0 shares | By Jamie Wilkinson # 124

In my old home
which I forsook, the cherries
are in bloom.

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