This time my soul is
Feeling rejuvenated dipped
In the honey of a fresh love;
Flowers have spanned
Bountiful beauty around
With unfurling tender petals;
On the sands of nubile stream
The snails uncoiled themselves
To take a stroll to their habitats;
This time my mind is
At the height of its creativity,
Weaving words in millions
To form garland of poems
To be woven around swinging
Curls of innocent creepers;
Gray clouds got pregnant
Often with seeds of untimely
Rain and hang boisterously on
Flatness of flattering leaves;
This time the pleats in
The dress have got butterflies
Hovering crazily to catch
Essence of Spring in their wings;
Upon their pointed tips buds
Balance the world in dew drops
And mock at birds diving merrily
Into them and melting away;
This time the soul will don
A new robe, get a new name to
Witness the grandeur that comes
With the dream of a new love.
Reincarnation
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