Vishal Dutia

The cold breeze hugging wrist,
Feels like a lover’s bliss,
Winter’s embrace so tight,
Makes one feel alive and right.

The chilly wind whispers in ears,
Bringing along all of winter’s cheers,
The frosty air tingles the skin,
And takes away all worries and din.

The trees sway to the rhythm of the breeze,
As if they’re dancing with ease,
The snowflakes fall from above,
Covering everything with a blanket of love.

So let the cold breeze hug your wrist,
And let yourself be kissed,
By winter’s embrace so divine,
A moment that is truly benign.

© VishalDutia