Greatness As Snow Poem by Danish Azam

Days are sweating nights are short,
All are saying that it is too hot.

Hill stations are full and packed,
Ooty to Dehradun all are sacked.

Northen plain has changed its tune,
Himalyas are snowy even in june.

But i wonder why this region is cool,
Is there any one who makes me fool?

Normally we should grow snow on hed,
Himalyas should burn and go dead.

Because our sun is nearer to them,
Showering incessantly droplets of flame.

But i think you know a good deal,
As higher you go as colder you feel.

So i am trying to be coolest of the cool,
Whether i am at home or at school.

And i believe that one day i can grow,
On my head the greatness as snow.