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Words in Bloom: Blossoms of Poetry
Words in Bloom: Blossoms of Poetry
Words in Bloom: Blossoms of Poetry
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Words in Bloom: Blossoms of Poetry

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This book is a compilation of such poems which intend on painting a picture and expressing the true perspective of the author using words. By making poems simple and non- personal, the book aims to resonate with a much wider audience. In the words of Savi, words in this are just a means to experience nature and understanding the true beauty of this world. This book intends to bring out the feelings of freedom and calmness one would expect amidst nature, away from the hustle and bustle of life in the 21st century. 

LanguageEnglish
Release dateNov 6, 2023
ISBN9798890089274
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    Words in Bloom - Seema Kataria Savi

    A new spark of excitement ignites,

    A sense of farewell lingers in the air,

    The dry winds whisper their stories,

    On the edges, we must venture.

    The moisture of hearts,

    Melting into shades of white.

    In a subtle and arid manner,

    This tale shall be revealed in January.

    Embracing life's uproar,

    Holding love's tether tight,

    How far can we journey,

    Unraveling our own possibilities?

    Sometimes, the scorching heat of life,

    Seeps into our being.

    Sometimes, the moonlight of nights,

    Fills our hearts to the brim.

    A cool breeze of memories,

    Transforms into tranquil solace.

    The colors of nature,

    Spread all around,

    In the earth and sky,

    There's the noise of Spring.

    The echo of silence,

    Is the lifeline of bees,

    The grace of butterflies,

    Life's found in every corner.

    Lift your head high and laugh heartily,

    Make the winds fragrant with your presence,

    This era belongs to you,

    Express it in your own unique style.

    Some colors have blossomed,

    Some faces are more beloved,

    Life is just a moment,

    Our style is endless.

    In the youth of spring,

    We too have a sight to behold.

    We have found our existence through our appearance,

    We have found the joy of the sun,

    Even though we may have yellow wings,

    Still, we are connected to the greenery of the earth.

    Seeing the sunlight, we smile,

    We meet the eyes with the sun.

    In the land filled with new crops, life blossoms,

    Leaving behind the old, we embrace new breaths,

    In the cycle of nature, we discover ourselves.

    Your pains will be healed,

    You'll accept them within yourself,

    Like Buddha, you'll consider them,

    Love the stone,

    It will sculpt you too.

    Happiness is a momentary shower,

    It will run away as soon as you blink,

    Sorrow is a long afternoon,

    But it will stay by your side until the end.

    Life remained like a mirror,

    I have no face of my own,

    I saw many faces,

    But none stayed.

    Voices echoed loud,

    My heart isn't deaf,

    People fell like autumn leaves,

    But they couldn't guard their values.

    I found a depth like the ocean,

    Still, I'm not profound,

    Like the tall mountains' rigidity,

    But on my forehead lies the support of snow.

    Some dreams, some of my own,

    In the crowd of the fair, no one found a home.

    In the crowd, even I feel like my own,

    The dream of waking eyes,

    Like a mango's sweetness,

    Like the banks of a river,

    Like the thread of fading breaths,

    Like the noise of silence,

    Like a wandering bee,

    Like the fragility of hope,

    In life, it feels like a hint of fear,

    These moments seem to slip away.

    The setting sun explains to me every day,

    Death is also a night

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