He captivates in spring

(3050)  Phagun esechilo

Phalgun had appeared;
It went on giving mind a swing.
Upon the withered branches, by leaves tender and fresh,
It proviided a loveliness new and sweet.

The mango boughs were flowering;
Bakul blossoms infused beauty.
On the silk-cotton trees rise flowers red,
And fire was bestowed by the bastard teaks.

Outside was Nature in a new-dyed dress;
Within mind, a forest stag dances.
In this spring month with honeyed excitement,
Everything of mine took He.

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