New Season
A heart once green as summer leaves
Trembling with the expectation of love
Blushing red with emotions decreed
Is it the true love that dreams are made of
But love’s colors fade in Autum’s indifference
Leaving behind a colorless landscape of hope
Love now stands broken with no recompence
Stripped of beauty and warmth, left to cope
Winter’s bleak, colorless days will slowly fade
The warmth of spring will thaw the frozen heart
Revitalize new beginnings that must be made
New seeds of hope and love for a brand-new start
Manish Singh Rajput
Tue 1st Oct 2024 02:50
A beautiful poem, full of hope. I enjoyed this, Tim.