Vidura Prabhath

The Cold December - Poem by Vidura Prabhath

I hear leaves waggling making a silvary sound
I feel the slight coldness overwhelming the ground
It is the soothing melodious wind that i find
Now i go out and make the leaves count

Now and then a chilly drizzle is falling down
Suddenly it begins pouring down
Making me want to go into the house
Now is the drops scattering sound
I sit by my bed and make my memory lame run down
Yes This is what i yearned
The cold December

Topic(s) of this poem: December

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 2, 2014

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