It Is That Time of the Year

It is that time of the year When everybody comes out of their fears Every Soul is enjoying this phase For weather is too good these days After the freezing winters That sucked last drop of blood from every Splinter Gale is no longer gale It has become a pleasant Breeze So good it feels when it touches your skin A bit cold but delightful like a cozy inn You close your eyes and you feel As if Wind is penetrating in your veins Substituting all worries With a glint of warm fuzzies Sky too is dark blue these days Stars emit more brighter rays Moon looks bigger and more bewitching Driving you crazy and do unhitching Long walks under the moon And enjoying solitude’s tune Along with shadows of the trees And sweet, sweet sound of the Breeze when it is awakening the leaves From their tiresome winter sleep How amicably the World walks and sings While paving ways for the Spring Can you feel it?? (Paghunda Zahid)