Thou art fager , Oh my beloved winter!
I can see you coming ....
Thou art fager , Oh my beloved winter!
That all fans , air conditioners and coolers stopped buzzing ....
Thou art fager , Oh my beloved winter!
That my half cotton clothes turn out into full sleeves woolen robes ....
Thou art fager , Oh my beloved winter!
That bird is chirruping with the opening of our eyes in the morning....
Thou art fager , Oh my beloved winter!
That I can see pair of old men , having a quality time under the roof of their houses and restaurants....
Thou art fager , Oh my beloved winter!
That I could see the thin child growing healthier from the weight of clothes ....
Thou art fager , Oh my beloved winter!
That I could sense you near my cold breathed and beneath the cold skin....
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Ink And Rhymes: A Teenager Poet's Diary
कविता"Ink and Rhyme: A Teenager Poet's Diary", invites readers on a poetic journey through the tapestry of emotions woven by the passing seasons. From the tender innocence of childhood memories to the contemplative solitude of rainy days spent by the win...
