Weather And Love (A Comment On Rini Shibu's Poem Winter Flakes) Poem by Akhtar Jawad

The sweetheart has twisted her body,
Her woollen coat is now hanging somewhere,
Let the devil sleep for another few months,
How dare, it conceal her everywhere!

She is now exposed with her cuts and curves,
The earth is now free to be kissed,
That's the charm and that's the sex,
For a few months I have missed.

Inviting snow and icicles have gone,
Colours and fragrance are ahead,
It survived in a freezing winter
Love is alive it will never be dead,

It survived in the cold waves of winter,
Ahead is music of the rains
Love will fall upon earth from the skies
Killing the pains and washing the stains.