A euphonious life

Bursts somewhere in my chest,

A kaleidoscope of fragrant colours.

Like a quick shot of something warm,

Too chaotic to decipher,

But warm.



4 thoughts on “Spring

  1. This is lovely :). I love poems about spring. It seems to be the forgotten season. Everyone is so in love with winter wonderlands, and summer heat, and fall colours. Spring, everyone’s like ew, rain, muck, and puddles. I personally think there is something so optimistic about spring. I might do up a poem of my own for this one:) Cheers to spring!


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