‘Nature’: Poem by Anaya Chauhan, Apeejay School, Noida

It starts with the allure of spring,

The temporary happiness that it shall always bring.

Oh how it seems like the most magnificent

How the flowers have feelings pure and transparent.

Then comes autumn, the season of making memories.

Oh if only it could last for centuries.

Why are the new leaves not cherished, For later they will have perished.

And then finally visits winter,

It gives to the heart, a thousand splinters. 

For all that remains is reminiscence

 And already have left the leaves full of purity and innocence.

The beauty of all the seasons,

With the masked hurt of departure for many reasons.

Nature has beauty compared to none

Both genial and fierce together have been spun. 

To form a wondrous creature,

Called as nature.

Poem by Anaya Chauhan

Apeejay School, Noida