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Changing of Seasons

By Noor Nabeelah M



The glorious morning sunshine,

How it helps our souls to refine.

Each day begins with a blissful melody,

The birds chirping and leaves rustling in perfect harmony.

Orchard filled with mango trees,

As it hits our face with the soothing breeze.

Under the summer heat I stand,

With the breeze talking to me and my toes in the sand.

As summer takes its leave, it's time for autumn to shine,

With orange leaves and tall

pines.

The perfect weather, everyone says and

How a fallen leaf could make someone's day.

As the trees shed their leaves, we think they are tears

But it's really a new life with them breaking out of their fears.

The fallen leaves walk with us as we go

To show that they would be here with us whenever we feel low

The autumn weather is not something which can be seen

It's an emotion you feel within

The August sunlight fades away

A few leaves still yellowing with all its seeds blown away

As September begins, the monsoon clouds have risen

The sky covered in dark clouds

The striking of thunder heard aloud

A single drop of rain

How it washes away all our pain

Children covered in rain coats and

Puddles fill with paper boats

For all the obstacles we came across

It's like mother nature giving us a thunderous applause.

As the city starts covering with fog and snow

You know it's time for monsoon to go

As we feel the warmth under the sleeves of our sweater

There is no feeling that is better

Skating over frozen lakes

As we feel the touch of tiny snow flakes.

This is all one could need

As the time changes the season leaves......


By Noor Nabeelah M




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54 comentários


Beautifully penned Nabeelah 😊👍🏻

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mohamed ismail
mohamed ismail
06 de fev.

Nice poem about seasons changes. How nicely the changes explained in the poem Really appreciable and best wishes to Noor .

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Musafir Ahamed
Musafir Ahamed
06 de fev.

Very nice

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jramram
06 de fev.

Lovely poem capturing the essence of seasons, Nabeelah! Keep writing!

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Renoza Yousuf
Renoza Yousuf
06 de fev.

Amazing !! 🎊🎉

Lovely Poem 💗

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