its been a long and hard summer
weeks and weeks of toiling in the fields
and putting in-human hours...
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its been a long and hard summer
weeks and weeks of toiling in the fields
and putting in-human hours of work
has resulted
only in more failures
and more sadness
summer is when the flowers bloom at pristine glory
the days are hot and the beaches are full, always
a time of "universal" happiness
my summer though has just been a dismal one
failure to safeguard myself
during the harsh winter
just meant more and more work in this summer
more time i spent on this field
more i miss the normal life
that you and everyone are enjoying
and the more determined i become
to enjoy the next summer
now the summer is closing soon
the end is very near
the good times
the fun
that i wanted to enjoy
is just a memory
with the cold, harsh winter
fast approaching
i pack my bags
barricade myself inside my home
closing my eyes for the final time (this summer?)
i slowly drift into a period of
hibernation
i slowly close my eyes and fall asleep
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note: while this does not have any central meaning to it. there are some meanings that could be derived from it.
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Thank you ObscuritySpeaks :)
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good poem... liked reading it spk
cheers n love
OS
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Thank you Bina :)
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Thank you Sampath :)
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Thank you Opulence :)
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Thank you Sudha :)
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spk
all work n no play is tough on everyone and this is what u r feeling
by going into hibernation maybe tomorrow will be a harbinger of
good tidings 4 u
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dear spk
liked it....
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Hi Spk,
Nice poem! Beautiful words......
now the summer is closing soon
the end is very near
the good times
the fun
that i wanted to enjoy
is just a memory
Memories are always there, but dont worry winter is fastttttttttt approaching, shower from above, i know you love rains.... so wait to wet yourself with good times again.
Cheers,
Opulence.
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Dear SPK,
This poem reminds me of the ant slaving on :-)
Not sure what it means, it could also mean that we should work hard and save for a better retirement later on......
Nice one, good imagery,
Sudha
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