To April

Dear April,

While my frozen heart melted from the pale winter cold,
Your storm dilapidated my mind.
Basking in your tanning rays,
I burnt my desires for a green spring.
You brought inaugural of hopes and dreams of love.
Expecting cure for the frostbite of December,
I worshipped you.
You ruled the temple of my trust.
But then you swayed them in your storm at last.

Dear April,
I thought you were my beginning to sprinting spring
And my end to the freezing wall.
My new leaf on the barren tree,
Lonely since the last fall.
I wanted time to stop here,
With no more seasons this year.

April, I wanted it to be April every day,
April I'll live you till it's May,

~Jaismita