On 'Season's A Dirge'--An Elegy

On 'Season's A Dirge'--An Elegy
Now weary drought is unfolding with morn's very maturing warmth,
Where scorching sun's importing beams a glowing fire upon our hearth
Nought,the chillness of rills,no more a flowering spot for musing Eyes
summer's dirge is haunting still, we singing our notes in hapless ease
Discouraging clime, no fullness ripe for lonely fatigued singing birds,
Nor a zephyr, nor cool, nor salve or soothe;to tender her earthwards
See,earthly spirits dying soft; those survived once from coldest bleak,
While winter's had a shivering death,and pale as frost,its sicken break
If season's diseases be,consider human's too, his fate same its true--
Rudest time steels ,and murders through fever,pain,amid all in woe
Swelling when cold,yet numb,in young and old,fearing wildest swell
See it turns the sweetest singers throats,and morrow,a garland will--
From darkness growing grim,its specters arriving with deadly knells--
'Seen and unseen,my deary all ,one above knows Mystery is--

­ Nithin purple

From: 
Red Roses by Nithin Purple




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ABOUT THE POET ~
Nithin Purple is an Author, Artist, a Lyrical Poet, who delivers a new style of Romantic and Insightful poetry and stories through his mesmerizing works.He gives a trendy-inventive Literature and is much committed with Nature and its various elements.The Metaphysical connection between human and the world outside is a strong proof of his writings.Visionary and motivational quest oriented topics were keenly selected through out his Literature. A graphic mind in him helps to create his flowery poetic language, which is widely accepted by his audience. He currently lives in the island in the Persian (Arabian) Gulf of ABU-DHABI


Last updated May 13, 2013