—— In winter —-
In winter I froze
Thinking of all that black rose
Which was once planted in summer..
And the autumn took over the petals nose
Why is it hard to wake up in the morning?
When all I have to do something productive without knowing..
I keep asking myself – why don’t I sleep anymore?
Is it because winter gives a chance to look within our flaws?
I shook over the blanket and rose above the ground
Missing the days of summer, where I was active and burning like a charcoal lawn
Look beneath the thoughts you have
Is it winter approaching at your very best?
Ignore my spellings and the mistakes
Because I tend to move away from the box of vocabulary that everyone else is trying to create
I don’t ask you to like or share, but I inspire you to wake up early and see the beauty which you miss everyday..
— Abdul Gani Punjabi