Winter
It was through the window Pale
I gazed at the miraculous beauty
Snowing and falling of the wintry beds
Which soothened the souls of every eyes?
Who witnessed the sight
The rhythm of love all around
Lanterns and lamps were vanished apart
With the humidity which raise
The smell of sandals everywhere
With every blow of the cold breeze
Shrinking and shivering inside the blanket
My eyes caught the wonderful might
The poppies and daffodils kissing
The whitish beauty fallen with cries
Though the autumn presented the fright
The winter lady bought thy slight
Of ray which decamped
The hope with delight
Skiing on the snows were something light
Apart from the shivering bodies
Cool and calmness all around
Which arouse their voices with tartaric spice
The tumult of happiness
Encircled all ways
Which overcame the splendid delight
May be this the reason for me
To love the seasons with pride
The question kept on haunting me
Till the call of dreams
“Seasons change or do we?
Or we change for seasons?”
In my dream I saw a doll
Thrown apart in the snows
A little lad by age of four
Aside pushing a tear
Nearby a flowing river
Who opens its mouth for the lad
When the lad moved a step aside
A leaf flew over my eyes
Which made me open my sight
After the spell of a scortic second
On the second of loneliness’
With a surprise
I found me lost with summer
With a fright I gazed again, still
Missing the wintry beds!
Copyright © Athira Dharini | Year Posted 2017
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