Snow | Poetry
By: Preeti Vyas |


Let it fall sometimes,

It’s better to be free,


Everyone is caught in their own boundaries,

It has got to do something strange.


Let it fall like the evolved droplets

Dripping  from the giant wheel,


Let it fall like those flurries

Escaping from the winds as they rush in,


Let it dim those shinning distant lights

Lowering the contrast of the surroundings and those glowy nights.


Let it make all the clutter

And all the chaos in the wild,


Let it cover those dull buildings

And those whimsical shrines.


Feature Image: BBC

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