Hibernation is ending,
everyone is waking up
from the harsh cold.

A flower comes to bloom,
flashing its bright colours
as if it was on the cover of Vogue Flowers.

Eyes starving from a dead winter
are taken into an epileptic fantasy,
a psychedelic trip
bombed by long-forgotten hues.

Celebrations are due,
rules and norms are forgotten
promises broken.

Become crazy,
hop around and breed –
the spirit of Easter Bunny
has possessed our empty souls.

Spread more seeds
let Spring be vivid
to leave you in a nostalgic psychosis
once all that graceful beauty
withers away.

 

Go check out The A to Z of You and Me, a collection of 26 poems.

 

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