THE SEASON OF LIFETIME

the summer has gone months ago,
but its warmth is still alive,
i dont feel cold shivers anymore.

i didnt sleep that summer for whole season,
and enjoyed it so hard to get sunburns,
i knew winter was just behind for some reason.

its not about hot or cold neither about rain,
the colors what a relation changes during time,
the joy of summer, and winters tell all pain.


for every next one i got a new reason,
suffering are same but never so soothing,
this time i know next winter will never come.

it started with a search in barren cold,
knocking at random door for some relief,
someone seems busy and someone scolds.

after long days of search i see a ray,
ray from the eternal sunshine of spotless mind,  
and here comes the day for which i usually pray.

melting the layer of frozen emotions,
it passes through the heart killing that pain,
and again striking the cords of passion.

thats how everytime i change the course,
enjoying the present and respecting the suffering,
till i see the dawn and fog behind it.

but this time its different than past,
the longest summer i have ever seen,
and its the first winter i have ever enjoyed.


TO BE EDITED......