Back are the days of gone summers
Mornings are here to linger.
Back are the days of tiresome noons.
Only joy- mango time is soon.
Back are the days of scorching heat
Will tan your skin and beat.
Back are the days of parching throats
Sweat glands on duty and your mind morose.
Back are the days of dusty winds
To blur your vision and your teeth grind.
Back are the days of untrodden grounds
Whippersnappers confined to houses and frowned.
Back are the days of sweltering sunlights
Gone are the days of shivering nights.
Back are the days of harsh summers
Gone are the days of wild winters.
– Kshitij Choudhary
Sharing is sexy...
