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)
Copyright © Paghunda Zahid | Year Posted 2020
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