Winter’s Call

A Crack Lip , Raw Skin , Blue Toes ,
Whilst Frost biting my Nose .

Recollecting the Shades of Blues and Purples

with a Tone of Yellow blending with Red
Trying to step out of my Cozy bed.

The Sheet of Mist with Silvery Gleam
Smell of Fog Gusting Frosty Breath

Reminiscing the Wind Whistling your Name
Frigid Blow tough Makes me Bawl

Scent of Love started to Crawl with the Winter’s Call….”Nivedita”