O' Winter Sunshine!
Please! Thou make my rhyme.
Come to my home and,
Let us laugh and dine.
Be it filter of light
that makes the shadows bright.
Or, be it the cool breeze
that grips the soul uptight.
The cream of yellow tastes sweet,
I wait whole year for this meet.
I let thy love feel insides
of me, to let it turn to heat.
You peep through windows
You kill the shadows
You shy the rooftops
standing in meadows.
My eyes, my soul, are all asmile,
And when I blink them for a while.
I see thy eyes deep and blue
In which I fly to heaven and through...
Please! Thou make my rhyme.
Come to my home and,
Let us laugh and dine.
Be it filter of light
that makes the shadows bright.
Or, be it the cool breeze
that grips the soul uptight.
The cream of yellow tastes sweet,
I wait whole year for this meet.
I let thy love feel insides
of me, to let it turn to heat.
You peep through windows
You kill the shadows
You shy the rooftops
standing in meadows.
My eyes, my soul, are all asmile,
And when I blink them for a while.
I see thy eyes deep and blue
In which I fly to heaven and through...
Wow!
ReplyDeleteThats all i have to say on it.
On second thoughts, i'll just add, reading this post made me feel warmer, made me feel happier.
Regards,
Saumya
The title of the poem drew me to read this one..I love winter sunshine as well.There is this warmth which the winter sun exudes which makes one feel loved and nurtured in the presence of the chilly breeze and cold days:) Beautifully written:)
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