Poem Submission by Govinda Rimal

[Govinda Rimal]

Spring, the gift

Gift of the free ride
Rode around the sun
Are spring, summer,
Autumn and winter
Aware or unaware,
Your gift waits
In every 3000 million miles;
Swaddled in the warm cloth,
Emancipated into the nature
Free to flower,
Liberated with wisdom
And slumbered in the peaceful bed.

Life in the warm jacket
Breaks its shell and start to sprout,
The reincarnation of million life
Killed by the freezy winter.
Splash of colour
Thrown upon that dry sod,
Rejuvenating melodies
Flooded that dismal valley.
When the first gift you unwrap.
Conquer the picturesque
Of unwrapped gift
And be the immature freezy winter
Or include yourself
And feel the fragrance of spring
Still fresh in the air.

My poem is unpublished.



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Govinda Rimal

Born in 1993 in a small village in the Himalayan kingdom, Bhutan.
I am a writer at poet united worldwide. The beauty and the power hidden behind words and phrases were the source of inspiration to take up writing as my hobby. I have completed higher secondary education from Bhutan and B.Sc Biotechnology degree from West Bengal, India.

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