Heart is light, like April breeze..
Neither warm nor chill it is..
Garden bears so many a hue..
I smile,remembering you !
April, April, April..
Some showers and a lot of rays...
In that fragile branch..
A Bulbul sways..
A dream awakes in April's eyes
Night awake to gaze at April moon..
Beautiful fragrance brings memories home..
Am not lonely this April noon !
My garden's earth is ready for seeds..
Soon life shall jump out of its core..
The Cuckoo whistles, clouds float..
Life's bounty evermore !
Sudden rain on April morn..
Silver droplets on rose's lips..
Reminds me of your smoky eyes..
And your smile on my finger-tips !
April is not a month, its my logbook..
On it do I write my joys and regrets..
I paint its pages with my colours of love..
I seal its soul, and to smile at me, it too never forgets !
~Manjuri~
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