the last of the Winter’s snow melt into nothing
the seasons are changing –
winter bidding a sultry goodbye
and here i am – still standing
cherry blossoms fluttering down
like how the first snow of the season
scrambled to fill the crevices of the brown
a winter gone, a summer new,
worn sweatshirts and mufflers blue
i search the skies for the stars that aligned
to put us in each other’s view,
alas, they say, stars like seasons –
die a dwindling death too
You live among the stars, isn’t it? And your love has filtered through the layers of the skies and has been there since lightyears. Mesmerizing as always, Ms Thaslim!
Mesmerizing! Love whatever you write.💚
This is sheer beauty 💚💚
Breathtaking!💚💚
Loved it totally👌👌👌
Beautiful lines!!! You are another of my favorite poets