I Wonder If Winter Will Come

last year, i moved to Agartala, NE India. i work there. when i moved there in Feb, it was already warm. and it was still hot and humid going into late Oct. it seemed like winter was never gonna come.

I like the summer that follows spring
with the flowers done blooming
their fruits appearing, ready for ripening

I like the summer of my home town
quiet in the auburn heat that lazes around
with streets empty, like a ghost town

I like the summer that the monsoons grace
to feel that cold splash of faraway oceans on my face
watch paper boats locked in a desperate race

I like the summer that slips unnoticed into fall
filling the air with festive calls
so close to winter's breath, cold

But this summer is not for me
its prickly heat sticks annoyingly
as it rolls on continuously

October's nearly done and still
the heat is draining fluid and will
the winds chasing dust from anthills

and i wonder if winter will come

Reviews

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. this is an infinitely poetic song ... beautifully written, monsieur ... your words just flow from your poetic heart ... and that last line is so filled with longing ... amazing work ...