An ode to vanishing winters..

>> Sunday, November 26, 2017

November is 
no longer 
a cold month
smoky sky, 
customary jackets
create illusive 
bygone winters-

under the veil of 
somber sun
is composite picture of 
a familiar city
basking in neglect

The sluggish season -
when they clamour 
the loudest
in deep-toned 
hollow sounds

city and its inhabitants 
in enchanting dimness
endeavour to devour 
each other 

It’s the trick of 
departing year
merely a dusting over 
long summers -

smog fills your nostrils
clogs your throat
magically sprinkles 
to obscure the sight of
sour faces 

The grey cloud 
spiralling over your head 
turns greyer
and you wonder
why is the weather 
hotter every year
And hearts colder

1 comments:

Anonymous January 7, 2018 at 3:45 PM  

How beautiful, I've really missed reading your sblime works of art... I've missed you.

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