Winter-the sentimental season

when i look out the window at morning
the sunshine has a tint of grey tone
it carrys out cold shade of everything

when i watch people walking on the campus at evening
soft scarfs flowing to the opposite direction
wind is sending them home

when i drive back home under street light
music notes gathering into stream
soaking my twisted mind

its end of the year again
breath in the cold cold air
exhale the loneliness from deeper soul
let memories evaporate into the dark night
and flash with stars


i love Winter
it warms me up