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My Pains In Spring

My pains have four seasons
A spring, an autumn, a winter and a summer.
My spring triumphs over the rest.

In the spring of my pains
I am surrounded by smiles of sweet pathos within
And in my garden the blossoming pains flutter in the morning.

In the autumn of my pains
I am preceded by the hills of hopes mounted
And in my groves the pale pathos shed tears in the noon.

In the winter of my pains
I am hidden by the mist of dejected aims
And on my snow hills the sliding glaciers ensure a fall in the evening.

In the summer of pains
I am blasted by the heat waves of scattered dreams
And on my anvil of my poetry new lines are made.

I like my spring of pains
For I too have a human heart
And my garden of dreams will ever be there.....

poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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