Coming Winters Poem by Jayant Jora

Season of summer has been ended,
The cooling down of the temperature,
in the whole world full of creature,
the breathing of flowers and leaves splendid,

Everything is cool now,
No one know it how,
All the mind and heart confuse,
The winter season i choose,

and yet it was a lovely winter,
its colour bright and fair,
it might have graced a smogy shower,
that hides everything here and there,

Slow down of vehicle,
Rest down of time,
a bath of hot water,
taking hot chocolate ya its mine,

Freezing of water into ice,
breaking of leaves like slice,
scene that creates a madness,
OH-the season that has no price,

Then let me to the outside go,
this pretty winter to see,
that i may also learn to change,
in sweet humidity.