Season of Typical Year

Spring feels like seating on wagon clearheaded as judge A wagon jobber’s cart splashing water while passing a river Temperate air blowing and whispering around A whim of holding my lover, haply defining life at a beach- -took over me Summer sounds like crazy god of fire, you can’t come near Feels hotter as Indian spicy-hot food Always accompanied with Chinese summer soup Desisting from heat and flames Flames of affection after sighting a lip glossed young tender modernized girl Autumn feels like a newly wedded couple Beautiful as autumn foliage flowers Like arm of palace, majestically falling from trees Falling like petals on grand party Winter taste like luncheon meat It reminds me the cheers and uproar on winter sport Loud but uncharged Cold weather striking through, a warm cloudy like breath sparks out of nostril Holding on to my clothes like fungi seasons of typical year, flesh and tender in my mind everyday i pay attention to what next year will bring