This Winter Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

This Winter

Rating: 4.5


It's Winter outside, but I don't see any rains or Any snows like I used to see A long, long time ago, I see a lot of pregnant and dark clouds, but I don't see any rains, It looks like a real Winter outside, but Rains are not there... I lover Winter anytime and anywhere, but This Winter is just nominally called Winter... No one cares if there is any Winter or not Except those who care about their thirsty lands... Only our eyes see scattered and dark clouds, but No rains, All those clouds go away to Unknown lands to turn into rains over there, but Not here anymore... We see something like Winter, but We don't get anything Other than that sighting of Winter... What's going on? ! I think this Winter is merely a dream or It's just like any painting on a wall... _____________________________________________________________________

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