SPRING LAMENT

A poem about broken dreams

Seeds of thought planted
Promising a flourishing harvest
Raindrops sparkling
In the warmth of the sun
Nurtured, on the awaiting tilth
Growing the fading hopes.


Languishing landscape of fallen prey
Appeasing the tormented turf
Making mockery amidst the travail
Every seed's unique gene
Never to become an embryo
Testimony to this torpid terrain.