Seasons make me feel I am alive.

Seasons make me feel I am alive.

Love can come out through nest as ants come out in summer.
You can hold it forever,
If you will only be a season.
I know nature has seasons that too many.
Alas! I love them when they fall.

If seasons will change everyday.
Then, years will be so short
And, man will fall.
I am like a bird.
I can see the round world.
I have belief as I have on my wings.

Keep me at your home.
I will be your shining cloud.
Take me into your room.
In winter,
I will be the curtains of the window near your bed and near to your arm.
In spring,
I will be the pane of a window , where you will see your face in transparent glass .
In summer I will be the tap where you will wash your face and when it will fall I will be pillow where you will lie.
In autumn,
I will be the blanket which you will hold in the morning.

In my life you are the seasons,
And the seasons of my choice which make me feel I am alive.

                                                   Shoaib Bakshi