Freeze Hatred Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Freeze hatred
Thursday,27th February 2020

We are delighted
when winter is coming
knocks the door
and makes cold the floor

every moment is thrilling
when you face cold morning
its spell is really magnificent
for us to feel and enjoy each moment

mountain reaches and rivers are clad with snow
we remain spell bound to see how these objects glow
with mercury white appearance
and makes to see their magnitude by chance

with cold at its zenith
we face the threat of death
the bones are cracking
and really asking!

why is it not freezing our hatred inside?
and take useful step to decide
in favor of humanity that is need of an hour
why not we spread the love and not feel sore?

Hasmukh Mehta