a sheet like ice cold
in th lap of winter.
a flower filled garden,
and the birds hovering,
for their morsel of bread.
the black inky darkness,
like a newly wedded wife,
looking through the veil
of anticipation,
bringing dark silence,
into the memory
of winter dreams!
a frozen river,
snow falls like powder
adorned are the trees, ,
covered with a cap of white.
night soaks
in the misty rain,
as feelings churns.
the chimney smokes,
covers the face of earth
like black soot.
I LOVED READING THIS POEM, WITH DELHI TEMPERATURE TOUCHING ALMOST 40 DEGREES IN MARCH! -Raj
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I loved reading this poem! With Delhi temperatures touching 40 degrees in March itself! -Raj