Creativity Magazine
Summer has arrived and Sun won’t budge or wear a sun glass. Its on a mission to wring us dry. while the days are hot and humid ,nights play strange games,sometimes giving us some hope of a better tomorrow which never comes.Sitting in the comfort of an air conditioned house I can be as poetic as I want, while outside all the rhymes and free verses are drying up as fast as the greens. And in these times all I can think of is my Sweet sweet winter and the beautiful cozy blankets I once cursed, oh how naive and foolish i have been …..Oh! winter I request thee please come back To err is human cut me some slack summer as always is scorching hotand i have been thinking about you a lotAll we had was a silly lovers spatAnd I was more than willing to work on that. Then you became too cold and I almost froze I needed warmth hence spring I chose. Spring and me was this one time thing It meant nothing, it was a stupid little fling I was thinking about you the whole time I swear Your absence is killing me, the grief is too much to bear. You were fantastic, marvelous and cool Still I went for spring I was a fool It lured me with its flowery tranquil gait But now I know its tricks, albeit a bit too late. Spring left me high and dry to sulk in this summer Its horrible and sweaty and life is a bummer My world is barren no poetry or prose in soul Angels left with spring and the evil summer is taking its tollOh Winter…….