Winter Day (Poem)

WINTER DAY

 

It was month of November,

I had never seen such cold season.

Not that I remember,

I felt a chill run through for no reason.

 

I tried to peep out of window pane,

But dew drops made unable to see anything.

It was as though GOD express his sadness through rain,

These few days have changed everything.

 

As the cold breeze touched my face,

And blew my almost wet hair,

I reminisce those old days of race,

And how much they were fair.

 

I still aspire for those old days to return of small fights,

Which have now turned into riots .

When you use to make me jealous,

Making me think of beautiful palace.

When you would drift into daydreaming,

And later inquire what I was asking!

 

I hope this winter would end

With the birth of a new blossomed flower…..

 Khwaish Gupta