Chilai Kalan & Frozen Wishes

Dragging myself towards
A blurred window pane,
I wipe its tears.
Its broken glass pane,
a broken winter I see too.

The outside world forms,
An overcast sky so blue.
Motion of life slow like,
Droplets dripping from those
Icicles I've smashed too.

Its a frozen winter
And I'm frozen too,
But for the rest its not,
Why can they not see it too?

I hear less chirping birds.
I hear no loud cries-wild.
The trees like statues,
Do not rustle with the wind.

All wish for snow
Course I do too.
But our wishes stuck here-
frozen they stand somehow.
The Chilai Kalan seems lost
Somewhere among the hills,
I hope you wish for it too.