An ode to winters in Delhi

It comes in flirtatiously
In a chilly October breeze
It blinds, in love’s mist,
My city of djinns and fairies

It tests the warmth
Of the many hearts
Who dwell in a place
So close yet far apart

It knocks on my doors in November
As I light up my sorrows and joy
Blows out my glory candles
In an innocent ploy

At length it finally comes home
With the loving warmth of the winter sun
And celebrates a new year
In a cold mist of the blissful one

Come the month of january
It claws through humanity
It barely lets the sun in
And shuns its meek vanity

I’ve missed you, my winter flowers
The dry rustling of your slow death
The warm quilts in the wintery nights
And the haze of my early morning breath…

Fate, thou art so temperate

Fate you are so temperate
Leaving me awash skin and bone
You drop in like a storm
Fly me away to a grim unknown

You dont care for a lonely heart
Made complete by love
You care for time
And not the wrinkles on the brow

Fate, you remain a friend
Who holds on when we let go
You wake me up at night
And hug my mortal soul

You shine through
The darkest hours you bring
Like a black star you shine
And motherless lullaby you sing

Fate, will you hold my hand
When I lose my pride
To the undead faces
I meet on this life’s ride

Will you sit beside me
Talk of where the angels lie
Will you hold on to me
And stop me when i die