Lilies,crocins and my hyacinths
blossom on beautiful spring season,
pride of my backyard garden
amazing and delightful.
I looked up to the sky,
she seemed to appear gloomy
wearing a garment of black shading grey
as winter blown away.
I felt the breeze fanning her down
then stillness filled the air.
Then right there before my eyes,
the sky unleashing anger,
and shrilled a thunderous cry,
set free her emotions of pains,
as she weeps and weeps in rains.
in her wildness and anger
she threw and threw stones of hailstones,
over the rooftops of every homes,
over my beautiful garden,
and then, oh no !
I watched in shock from portico,
as she flung hailstones in heaps,
hurting my beautiful flowers
then I too wept and wept in rains
my poor flowers bled in pains.
by carrie 27.09.2022
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