Winter

Smell that conquers my soul, smell that says 'be prepared for another season'

 

Winter

 

Little did I know about the city?

I am in

I come and place the task of occupation

I mix n’ say ‘let’s cherish!’

 

Little do I know about the town?

I will be at

I will fix the day’s torture as night starts

When the unknown bird will stop singing

When you never know the time for sure…

 

It is winter

As always…

 

And I search the smell that inaugurates the season

 

The smell’s floating in the air

As my beloved’s sweated scent

Intoxicates me with an urge to touch and fly

 

The smell that is ever-new in its turn to win

Every perfume

 

The smell that revitalizes you when you are about

To start another season

 

To my deepest sorrow,

I could not find the smell

 

Little did I know about the city?

Wherein I am now

In search of winter with its familial fragrance

I used to get at my native place

 

One day, suddenly I inhaled the smell,

Toxic with the same power to invade my nerves,

Playing in every inch of my instinct!

 

I find it is cold around me

Because winter’s come at last �"   

Reviews

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

Winter comes once again and with it snow and ice. The smell of winter's chill is invigorating. Nice poem. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Bhavya Kaushik]

Eh! This is a such a beautiful piece of writing and so heart wrenching!
It is really so descriptive, deep and thoughtful!
Very well written!

[Karen666]

:)

[Nicole (Carpe Diem)]

great piece of writing...

[T]

This is exquisite, Raja ... wonderfully written as always ... hugs - Tiana

[An owl on the moon]

So glad to read your words again! You bring about a depth to the world around you and the fragrance of the air... Miraculous words...

[Dizzy-Izzy]

Winter as always... Winter at last -

I like this Raja, very thought provoking.

"When the unknown bird will stop singing
When you never know the time for sure�"

Winter silence, time that passes slowly, without measurement. Seems endless, but it's necessary for renewal.

"The smell that revitalizes you when you are about
To start another season"

"In search of winter with its familial fragrance"

The cyclical nature of the seasons, and the scents that announce their comings and goings can be both sad and comforting. I can smell the seasons change. I used to think I resisted change... as a rule... but, when I smell the difference in the breeze, be it summer or winter, I feel a sense of relief. That just occurred to me.

Winters familial fragrance is a messenger that lets me know that life continues on, as it should. At the present, I am waiting for a warm breeze, scented with flowers and cut grass, that lets me know it's time to get up and get going.

Great read. Thanks

Kristina

[Frank F. Atanacio]

at last indeed... a good write a great read