Nuclear winter?
by Nuggehalli Pankaja
(Bangalore, Karnataka, India)
“Spring has come"
Sang the cuckoo
Melting
The wind morose-
Clouds sullen,
 In tones joyous.
“Yes, it’s spring,
 So fine! Lovely!
 Echoes of other cuckoos
 Whispering
 Through nests
 Covered with foliage green.
“Has it, really ?" wondered I,
Strained by thoughts stained 
By mind wherein
Not even shadow of spring! 
Spring lies not in seasons,
 But in thoughts . . . . . .
 Thoughts which verily
 Have the power to transform
 Any atmosphere
 Into winter,autumn, spring. . . .
 At present. . . . nuclear winter?
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