The Winter Mood

In the warmth of winters

Seeking solace,

 in conversation with nature;

With yellow leaves shedding as fritters

While those green welcoming 

the naive buds with a bonjour.

As the hazy sun hovers over the blue,

My stealthy brain-seeking energy 

from something new,

May it be a ‘chai ki chuski’ or 

gearing up for a jog;

But every effort seems to merge with

the dense smog.

The nature’s beauty sundown 

by the manmade smog

My love for winter seems to vanquish

in the daylight fog

Why can't a treatment for stubble burning

be found?

For a cleaner auberge be our happy ground.

Sitting below the canopy, the rays pierce

to sun kiss my face

A spark of heat set my brain ablaze 

Ready for another day’s work tearing 

through the cold breeze,

Nearing soon to the dark and cold,

as the day seizes.