WINTER
WINTER
Winter is cold in the jungle.
Winter is cold in the city.
Winter is biting and cosy
With a dry beauty.
People wait for this time
As it brings festivals.
The city and the villages
Wear all the originals.
The body becomes fresh and lazy.
The mind wants to fly high.
The heart wants to celebrate
Everything that is bright.
The fog hits the villages.
The smog hits the cities.
Some trees start shedding leaves.
Colder becomes the breeze.
The mind says it is better
Than the sultry summers.
The civilisation points out errors
Of the poor and the beggars.
Some people cry for clothes.
Some cry for shelters.
That's how the earth rotates
With the stigmas and tears.
Winter is cold and dry.
Winter is cosy and biting.
Winter is erratic for
The people suffering.
One day there will be winter for each.
One day the winter will become very rich.